Luyện nghe bài hát Say What You Want

Yo, be askin me "yo 50 who you got beef wit?"
I'm a tell yall who I got beef wit
I got beef wit any nigga I make no money wit
If I make no money wit you, fuck you nigga
G-Unit nigga, thats whatsup cause I said whatsup

Yayo]
I get money, I got
so its a 100 grams or when I'm going to cop
I never hold the toaster I use my little soldier
And my down as a holster, like I'm supposed ta
heavy pistol sales for
my gun rip through lungs and tear tissue
I'm out for the ends, you out for a rep
thats the same thing that have yo mama in a dress
see me in a black lex,
My mink drop-top, fresh out the
I got the of raw pugilist speeches(?)
So I'm gon sell like the box office
in the hood can't see G-UNIT!
but in they heart they wanna be G-UNIT!
cause we got them three benzes, burners and bitches
and we on the road to the riches

[Chorus: 2X]
You can say you want about me
As long as you get in the way of my money
all that talking shit to me played out
Nigga keep your gums you get laid out

Banks]
Lately I going through a phase
they aint tap the phones
Cause we got pumps the of saxophones
Therefore I'm on the move the squad
I'm stingy as ever, known to fast food on a broad
me putting jewels on a broad
I'd put shoes on the car
A in the yard
You really wanna fool with the god
Nigga my front line long enough to two boulevards
In this game, you only it far if you loyal
And if you up with your mother and your father you spoiled
Why swing, you be strapped to get rid of me
Ill leave you in water the statute of liberty
Tryin to be
Blowin green that strong to make a white boy open fire on a school
Keep rappin for your hood, I'm rappin for
And long assault rifles with straps on the

[50
Yall gotta learn from me (Yeah!!)
What I from Gotta Rock and Spank G (Un-Huh)
Yall niggas gotta learn me (Yeah!!)
What I learned from watching B
Look, I the sheriff
And if you get too close yo punk ass getting shot
Here's the plan, I'm a keep my ends
Till I'm on airplane seats in the Maebach
I'm all the chips
I done took trips
on the 6
26 on the
And them town niggas, I'm chargin yall more
I tapdance on the shit I aint it raw
You sell smoke, look nigga I got you need
But it aint goin I got mouths to feed
Niggas always damn 50 you bugged
I got hoes giving niggas the date rape drug
Gimme his and his chain
We not the same, he a
He pussy I'm bout my money man
Crap in Vegas had his bitch on my dick
Threw a 7 so many they thought the dice was fixed
Yo its 50, when mindframe change and start to rearrange
I'll see you day motherfucker it's 50
Shots 'til your heart and freeze up, ease up motherfucker