Luyện nghe bài hát Say What You Want

Yo, niggas be me "yo 50 who you got beef wit?"
I'm a yall niggas who I got beef wit
I got beef wit any nigga I can't no money wit
If I can't no money wit you, fuck you nigga
G-Unit nigga, thats cause I said thats whatsup

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

repeat 2X]
You can say what you about me
As as you don't get in the way of my money
Cause all that talking to me played out
Nigga keep your gums you get laid out

Banks]
Lately I been going through a
Hope aint tap the phones
Cause we got pumps the size of
I'm on the move with the squad
I'm stingy as ever, known to trick fast food on a
Picture me putting 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 enough to fill two boulevards
In this game, you make it far if you loyal
And if you grew up 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
to be cool
Blowin green that strong to make a white boy open fire on a school
Keep rappin for your hood, I'm for benzes
And long rifles with straps on the lenses

[50
niggas gotta learn from me (Yeah!!)
What I learned Gotta Rock and Spank G (Un-Huh)
Yall niggas gotta from me (Yeah!!)
What I learned from Brucie B
Look, I the sheriff
And nigga if you get too yo punk ass getting shot
the plan, I'm a keep stackin my ends
Till I'm on airplane seats in the benz
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 cheap I got mouths to feed
always sayin damn 50 you bugged
Cause I got hoes giving the date rape drug
Gimme his and his chain
We not the same, he a
He want pussy I'm my money man
Crap in Vegas had his bitch on my dick
Threw a 7 so many times they thought the was fixed
Yo its 50, when your change and start to rearrange
I'll see you another day motherfucker 50
Shots 'til your heart drop and freeze up, up motherfucker