Luyện nghe bài hát Oh No

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

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

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

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

Ricky Ticky Timble, C's is the
Courdoroy khakis, and brimmed up
razors just to keep 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
up wit yo bitch, nigga, I don't give a shit
You check dat ho that's what wreckin' G
Now, your game down 'cause ain't no checkin' me

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

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 made my cold
I get to poppin' off thang like I'm loco

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

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

Ever since the moment I was born I dyin'
(Yeah)
Hundred miles an hour, pulse wit my eye an
He who fears fate lives a coward
You go against me, be devoured

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

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

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

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

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

I'm bailin' the door again
Let the Momo pour
Me and my ho
Yeah, she got the four up in this
And I'ma bust it if you try to us
Or touch us or sucka us

It'll crack off, now, back off real
An if you don't know, I never to shoot a ho
that's my reputation, you test my patience and
You and your fam bam gon' hear the blam,
Goddammit, I'm at it

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

I'm down Willshire to San Vicente
And when I get there don't ask who me
Just take dem shots an drop it like hot
Bitch,

time 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 I'm loco

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

Yea, nigga, just when you thought I was
back up on you like the wind, nigga
Hurricane D O G
With the G,G,G,G,G,