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 can't make no money wit you, you nigga
G-Unit nigga, whatsup cause I said thats whatsup

Yayo]
I get money, I got
so its a 100 grams or better when I'm to cop
I never hold the cause I use my little soldier
And my down bitch as a holster, like I'm ta
heavy sales for living
my gun rip through lungs and through tissue
I'm out for the ends, you out for a rep
thats the thing that have yo mama in a black dress
see me in a black lex,
My drop-top, fresh out the carlot
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 deep in heart they wanna be G-UNIT!
cause we got three b's: benzes, burners and bitches
and we on the road to the riches

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

[Lloyd
Lately I been going through a
Hope they tap the phones
Cause we got pumps the size of
Therefore I'm on the with the squad
I'm stingy as ever, known to trick fast food on a
Picture me putting jewels on a
I'd put shoes on the car
A pool in the
You don't really wanna with the god
my front line long 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
Tryin to be
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 assault with straps on the lenses

[50
Yall niggas gotta learn me (Yeah!!)
What I learned from Gotta Rock and G (Un-Huh)
niggas gotta learn from me (Yeah!!)
What I learned from Brucie B
Look, I the sheriff
And if you get too close yo punk ass getting shot
Here's the plan, I'm a keep stackin my
I'm on airplane seats in the Maebach benz
I'm all about the
I done took trips
on the 6
26 on the
And them outta town niggas, I'm chargin yall
I on the shit I aint servin it raw
You sell smoke, nigga I got what you need
But it aint goin cheap I got to feed
Niggas always sayin damn 50 you
Cause I got 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 table in Vegas had his on my dick
Threw a 7 so many times they the dice was fixed
Yo its 50, when mindframe change and start to rearrange
I'll see you day motherfucker it's 50
Shots your heart drop and freeze up, ease up motherfucker