Luyện nghe bài hát Oh No

It's 50 and S N double O P
You want no Snoop and you don't want it wit me

Every time I come around like, "Oh no"
I get to trippin' slap the up in my 44
Shit, I been through in my hood my heart cold
I get to off that thang like I'm loco

No in coppin' pleas
When you see my out
(Knife out)
light out
(Lights out)

Here Snoop
(Oh shit, oh no)
Sup, nigga, sup, now
(Oh no)

Ricky Ticky Timble, C's is the
khakis, stacies and brimmed up
Straight razors just to you trimmed up
1 8 7, oh yeah, now you
He's and original

So gangster, Dogg the criminal
The one you hate to in the club, in the cut
Hugged up wit yo bitch, nigga, I give a shit
You betta dat ho that's what wreckin' G
Now, step your game down 'cause ain't no me

You'll be respectin' me until you this room
Or my gat'll go boom, go zoom
Now, your on a tomb
They pourin' out liquor wit no room to consume, you bafoon
I pop like balloons, I ain't feelin' 'em
Walkin' in my big, chucks 'cause I'm killin' 'em

Every I come around they like, "Oh no"
I get to trippin' the clip up in my 44
Shit, I been in my hood made my heart cold
I get to poppin' off that thang like I'm

No sense in pleas
you see my knife out
(Knife out)
Motherfuckers out
(Lights out)

Hey whaddup 'cuz 50 Cent, what's happenin', nigga?

Ever since the moment I was born I been
(Yeah)
miles an hour, pulse flyin' wit my eye an
He who fears fate like a coward
You go against me, you'll be

Then you get to you'll have a change of heart
I hit your chest a couple times you'll have to your heart
Have doc usin' donors, dead niggas with parts
You come back wit lungs of a snitch an the of a dead nark

never see the light till it spark
Then they bleed, it get cold shit get dark
You can me the beast from the East, I run these streets
You can eat hollow tip or you can work for me

These rap niggas crazy, my mercy has
Push me a hundred get to spinnin'
Your services are no longer needed, rock a bye,
My bitch'll do it to you a lil' 380
(Yeah)

Every I come around they like, "Oh no"
I get to trippin' the clip up in my 44
Shit, I been in my hood made my heart cold
I get to poppin' off that thang like I'm

No in coppin' pleas
you see my knife out
(Knife out)
Motherfuckers out
(Lights out)

I'm through the door again
Let the pour again
Me and my ho
Yeah, she got the four up in motherfucker
And bust it if you try to rush us
Or us or sucka duck us

It'll crack off, now, back off slow
An if you don't know, I hesitate to shoot a ho
that's my reputation, you test my patience and
You and your fam bam gon' the blam, blam
Goddammit, I'm at it

They done let bitch, nigga up outta the pen
And now he lookin' for me what the heck? My game is built on
Now, I'm breathin' your mortherfuckin' neck
I dumps till my is empty

I'm headin' down Willshire to San
And when I get there ask who sent me
take dem shots an drop it like it's hot
Bitch,

time I come around they like, "Oh no"
I get to trippin' slap the up in my 44
Shit, I been in my hood made my heart cold
I get to poppin' off that thang I'm loco

No sense in pleas
you see my knife out
(Knife out)
Motherfuckers out
(Lights out)

Yea, nigga, just you thought I was gone
Slide back up on you like the wind,
D O double G
With the G,G,G,G,G,