Luyện nghe bài hát PT2. & Bump Heads

[50
I be the reason you smile after you wipe ya tears
The you have the courage to confront ya fears
The reason two karats in each of ya ears
I splurge with the paper ma, I don't
How you like it, pumps or boots, or coops
or leathers, fifty fall off never
Whats mine is and whats yours is mine
So when I shine, you
The finest champagne, we can toast to
Crap table in Vegas, you can the dice
Don't let ya fears let you sayin' 'fifty's bad news'
I need you in my life girl, too much to lose

[Beat

Nigga, you won't deny that f**kin' ride out
Then you'll bump wit me
I'll put a hole in yo ass, see
That it ain't to f**k wit me

Yayo]
G-Unit, I wit gorillas
F**k a big body guard, I hang wit pint killas
I ain't tryin' to be dirty, on the strip
I'm to be dirty, filthy rich
Give a nigga too much rope, he think he a
Tony too much dope, I'm pushin' the big boy
V12, SL
I rap and for them checks in the mail
If you hatin', your due time life expire
Cause my guns jamaican, they be like 'Bloodfire!'
Where I'm from, niggas be on sleak shit
They hungry, use they lighters to cook their stick

And this 'dro and this nestle got me
So my lungs be as black as Snipes
I'm on first class flights heading towards
Ya slot machines niggas, we crap table
I roll a seven, we crap table players

Nigga, you won't deny that I'ma ride out
Then you'll heads wit me
I'll put a in yo ass, you'll see
it ain't cool to f**k wit me

[Lloyd
I a lot of niggas want Banks gone
My kind of will f**k up ya grill and not the kind you put
on
I'm hidin' out, so my is home cooked
I deal wit more than a chinese phone book
high with your messed up ratchets
I'm out blowin' haze bags the size of packets
who's in ya ride, there's tools on my side
By the females standin' with on they thighs
There's a lot of cats they wives
Cause time I see 'em, they got black and blues on they eyes
Nah, I ready to die, but I'm prepared
But I'd rather grow old with grey hairs in my
They know me in the field, the kid with the
That argue over my like Kobe and Shaquille
If you talkin' millions throw me in the deal
Big city, stadium tour, ruining the motherf**ker