Luyện nghe bài hát Oh No

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

Every I come around they like, "Oh no"
I get to trippin' the clip 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
Courdoroy khakis, and brimmed up
Straight just to keep you trimmed up
1 8 7, oh yeah, now you
He's and original

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

be respectin' me until you leave this room
Or my gat'll go boom, bullets go
Now, your names on a
They pourin' out liquor wit no room to consume, you bafoon
I pop niggas like balloons, I feelin' 'em
Walkin' in my big, blue chucks 'cause I'm 'em

Every time I 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 thang like I'm loco

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

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

Ever since the I was born I been dyin'
(Yeah)
Hundred an hour, pulse flyin' wit my eye an
He who fears fate lives like a
You go me, you'll be devoured

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

Niggas never see the till it spark
Then they bleed, it get cold then shit get
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
me a hundred revolvers'll get to spinnin'
Your services are no longer needed, a bye, baby
My bitch'll do it to you a lil' 380
(Yeah)

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

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

I'm bailin' through the again
Let the pour again
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 slow
An if you don't know, I never to shoot a ho
Yeah that's my reputation, you test my 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 is built on respect
Now, I'm down your mortherfuckin' neck
I dumps till my is empty

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

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

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

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