Luyện nghe bài hát Gatman And Robbin

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

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

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

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

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

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

So, you take the good the bad, I guess
Level three Teflon plate on my
And my back, hollow tip in the chamber
Danger, will change ya
And ya aim that and squeeze

I got a
a problem, I'ma solve it
A nigga movin'
a big ass revolver

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

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

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

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

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

Just quit fuckin' with me and gladly quit fuckin' with you
Just ya sixteen and do what you gotta do to get through
Without mentionin' me and the machine or Iovine 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 movin' around
a big ass revolver

And a man
What the fuck,are you
You touch
I'll leave you dearly

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

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

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

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

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

And a man
the fuck, are you retarded?
You touch
I'll leave you departed