Luyện nghe bài hát Let Me In

Yeah, 50 cent, young buck

We get the jumpin' from beginning to the end
Go shawty, we back up in this bitch
We party, than you can imagine
You can run wit losers or run wit and win

I feel attention I walk in the club
G-unit to the socks, bitches all on a
Gimme a on the rocks and a bottle of bub
I need security, this ol' nickel enough

I to ball wit ya'll, pop the bar and all
So bitches call ya hoes and call ya dogs
If you love ya wife her at home tonight
She might come home again, nigga aight

Teeth, neck, wrists all lights, my life's
Ridin' in Ca$hville, they runnin' all stop
Homie is that real, I I keep livin'
My Momma hadda dream of seein' me in prison

My Daddy's a dope fein' an' I don't miss him
Ain't seen him in 10 years an' a still livin'
Tha same ol' 2 step, we to a rhythm
50 holla get em' buck, you I'm gunna get em'

I you gonna let me shine an' get mine
I you gonna let me in wit this nine
I know you gonna let me smoke on my
I know you gonna let me wit no I.D.

I know you let me shine an' get mine
I you gonna let me in wit this nine
I know you gonna let me smoke on my
I know you let me drink wit no I.D.

I know I'm sinnin' but I'm winnin' at tha same
Take a couple shots from a nigga tryin' ta take
I'm back on tha block, wit a choppa an' a tech
Niggaz shootin' cops and the hood, runnin' stop

G-Unit, the game, doin' wat tha thugs do
G's, D's, Vice, Lords, Crips an' the too
Move lemme through
It ain't a of handcuffs can hold me

I'm ridin' in the ol' school to some oldies
My goals keep shinin', them hoes cryin'
The of my 45, outlined in diamonds
left Ca$hville, 'bout to fly to Miami

Hopin' yayo watchin' Eminem, at the Grammys
The reason like Eric Benet probably can't stand me
'Casue I know money make Halle Berry come outa them panties

Ya'll niggaz in trouble, shoulda neva let me in

I you gonna let me shine an' get mine
I know you gonna let me in wit this
I know you gonna let me smoke on my
I you gonna let me drink wit no I.D.

I know you let me shine an' get mine
I know you gonna let me in wit this
I know you gonna let me on my weed
I you gonna let me drink wit no I.D.

Bet ya I can them bounce back
Teach em' how to stunt, em' how to count stacks
Now ya hood at? Buck
If you want to, we 50 deep up in here gonna do

Who want beif, I ain't come for no name
Don't be mad 'cuz we is and you ballin'
Gettin' money is my motto for you broke
Can't spend ya life payin' on ya car notes

It's alright if you still on the boy
See I'm a cold, thug, not a hot boy
You I do this for the streets and my peeps thas behind bars
As soon as they home, I'll go and buy them all cars, young buck

I know you gonna let me an' get mine
I know you gonna let me in wit this
I know you gonna let me smoke on my
I you gonna let me drink wit no I.D.

I know you gonna let me an' get mine
I know you let me in wit this nine
I know you gonna let me on my weed
I know you gonna let me wit no I.D.

We get the club jumpin' beginning to the end
Go shawty, we back up in this bitch
We party, than you can imagine
You can run wit losers or run wit that win, ahh