Luyện nghe bài hát Oh No

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

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 that thang like I'm

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)

Ticky Timble, C's is the symbol
Courdoroy khakis, and brimmed up
Straight razors just to keep you up
1 8 7, oh yeah, now you
electrifyin' 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 down 'cause ain't no checkin' me

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

Every time I come around 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)

Hey whaddup 'cuz it's 50 Cent, what's happenin',

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

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

Niggas never see the till it spark
Then they bleed, it get cold then shit get
You can call me the beast from the East, I run these
You can eat tip shells or you can work for me

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

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

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

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

It'll crack off, now, back off real
An if you don't know, I hesitate to shoot a ho
Yeah 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 for me what the heck? My game is built on respect
Now, I'm breathin' down mortherfuckin' neck
I till my clips is empty

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

Every time I around they 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 poppin' off that thang like I'm

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

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