Luyện nghe bài hát I Told You

(Chorus)
I told you not to with my gangsta,
I to God I told him Mase,
on my downfall since I came up
Young Buck, Olivia ain't
i'm riding through your neighborhood my stainless,
Yayo I'm your place,
If I get you I'm fucking Lloyd Banks up,
You know look at my face

I you not to mess with my gangsta
I to God I told him Mase,
prayin on my downfall I came up
Young Buck, ain't safe,
you told us that Ja rule was a
Yayo I'm your place,
now the whole camp is in danger
It's The Game,nigga at my face,

(1st verse)
things first motherfucka,stop tellin them lies,
it's easy to stretch the now that homo died,
in front of your house,right outside,
ran up on yo' shit and let off nine,
and fifty knows let off nine,
you ain't die 'cause you got shot 3 times,
1 in the jaw,two and out's,
he was screaming that'shy knocked his teeth out,
I've seen your reports you phony homie,
look me in the eye's I tried to you homie,
a coward a thousand deaths in his vest,
i'll give you six slug,you can add to the rest,
till' from NY wanna be from the west,
kiss my converse bitch and your last breath,
'cause that G-unit ain't gonna last,
you could sign Christ,he couldn't save your ass

(chourus 2x)

I took a to Connecticut,I was lurking with the Glock,
Mad 'cause Money had me working with the cops,
You 5-0 nigga,that name,
I come from 5-0, that's some change,
We did background , I you moved back some things,
but he get low like when them ratchets bang,
Mase step the confessional booth,
you your back on God,the devil got you spooked,
You Murder shit,you don't even got your own block,
Takin orders from a snitch,who with cops,
and Little Curtis lookin for a scam to pull,
you ain't the real Cent,you Sam the Bull,
You got in the mouth once you still talkin' shit,
gap teeth in your mouth so my has got to fit,
now my on your tonsils,my little kid is screaming G-UNOT at your concert,

(Chourus)