Luyện nghe bài hát Gatman And Robbin

Gee wilikers, Gatman, they got me
I'm on my way

I got a
There's a problem, I'ma it
A nigga around
With a big ass

And a man
What the fuck, are you
You touch Shady, I'll you dearly departed
They say

Robin, Cagney and Lacey, it's 50 Cent and
The worst, baby, put your hands on my peoples, I'll crazy
Put a hole through ya and ya back maybe

But dude, if you try me, have ya ass hooked up to an IV
I'll leave no when I ride B
You fuck with me, see

react like an animal, I'll tear you apart
If a was murder, I'd major in art
knew I wasn't wrapped too tight from start
But a little off, landed me on top of the charts

So, you take the good with the bad, I
Level three plate on my chest
And my back, hollow tip in the chamber
Danger, anger will ya
And make ya aim and squeeze

I got a
a problem, I'ma solve it
A nigga around
With a big ass

And a
Motherfucker, you
You 50
I'll leave you dearly

We're walkin' away a beef, in which clearly you started
I said we're walkin' away, did you hear me? You be thankful
That we ain't beefin', we're still breathin' and just it at that
'Cause if me and 50 and G-Unit hop in that Bat mobile
It ain't gonna be no more rappin', gonna be brat

Retaliation be like them Muslim Shi'ite attacks
Some where the line, it's like me and 50 made a pact
He's got my back, I got his, back,

It's almost like we're kinda like Siamese
'Cause when we we pull each other in
To the bullshit like conjoined at the hip
It's just unavoidable, some of this shit is
And some shit will never up

And some of it will simmer at best
If alone, we'll let it be, no, there won't be no sit downs
With no Ray Benzinos, there will no peace with me
There ain't gon' be no debates over crumpets and tea

Just fuckin' with me and I'll gladly quit fuckin' with you
Just ya sixteen and do what you gotta do to get through
Without mentionin' me and the machine or Jimmy and Dre and 50
Or D-Twizzie, Obie and let it be or we'll be back with a

There's a problem, I'ma it
A nigga movin'
a big ass revolver

And a man
the fuck,are you retarded?
You Shady
I'll you dearly departed

Nigga, you get it twisted, you can get ya wig
I don't give a fuck, I don't care if know I did it
Man, I hustle, I get in the sunshine or a blizzard
I go hard for that paper, homie, I gotta get it

Got a money scheme, I'm plottin' in the county and I'm it
You cross me, you make a cemetery visit
That's gangsta, you know me I told it 'cause I it
Shell cases drop, when that chop

Way up the block, get hit with tops
the drama pop, the llama pop
And it stop, you can run, call the cops
say no, nigga's know how I be on it

That shit you got, put my to you, I want it
not a game, perfect aim, you feel the flame
Up against ya brain, man, it's so hot make ya wish it rained

I got a
a problem I'ma solve it
A movin' around
With a big ass

And a man
What the fuck, are you
You Shady
leave you dearly departed