Luyện nghe bài hát If I Can't

Yea, ha ha, yea, yea

If I can't do it, homey, it can't be
Now let the champagne bottle pop
I'ma it to the top
For sure make it hot, baby (baby)

I apply pressure to that stunting I pop
Stand alone my pistol I'm sure that I gotta
Now Peter Piper picked peppers and don't rhymes
I'm 50 Cent, I a lil bit but I pop nines
Tell niggas, "Get they right," 'cause I got mine
And I'm around playing nigga you can't shine
You be that next chump to end up in the trunk
After hit by the pump, is that what you want?
Be easy nigga, I'll lay ass out
Believe me nigga, that's what I'm about,
You could find a sitting on chrome
Hit the clutch, hit the gear, hit the gas & I'm (Yea!)

If I can't do it, homey, it be done
Now I'ma let the champagne pop
take it to the top
For sure make it hot, baby (baby)

I'm down for the action, he smart with his mouth so em
You a strap, he might come back so clap em
React like a gangsta, die like a for acting
you'll get hit and homicide'll be asking, "What happened?"
OH NO look who em with the fo' fo'
20 inch rims chrome!
Eastside, niggas OH NO, NO GO
my mama said, "Something really wrong with my brain"
Niggas don't rob me know I'm down to die for my chain
G-UNIT! We get it popping in the
G-UNIT! Motherfucker whats
I'm waiting on niggas to act like don't know how to act
I had a sip of too much Jack, I'll em off the map
With the mack, its all rap
Til ass get clapped and Doc say "It's a wrap"

(It's a wrap, nigga)

If I can't do it, homey, it be done
Now I'ma let the bottle pop
take it to the top
For sure I'ma make it hot, (baby)

I been feeling I had to lessons to slow learners
Go head act up, get smacked in the head with the
I don't fair, I'm dirty-dirty
I'm from Jamaica, Queens, nigga ya heard me?
When streetlights come on blast the nines
Get locked up, they read to pass the time
In the game there's up's and down's, so I on the grind
Niggas on my dick than my bitch, I stay on they mind
They ain't they could do to stop my shine
This is God's homey, this ain't mine
I played the music loud so called me a nuisance
And Grandma, who always gotta in her two cent
I'm the drop out who made more more money than teachers
Roofless like the Coupe but I come with more
I am what I am, you could like it or it
It good to pull 50 grand & think nothing of it
it

If I can't do it, homey, it can't be
Now I'ma let the champagne pop
I'ma it to the top
For I'ma make it hot, baby (baby)

If I can't do it, homey, it be done
Now I'ma let the bottle pop
I'ma it to the top
For I'ma make it hot, baby (baby)

Uh huh, hood it hot
Dr Dre,
Shady, ha ha