Luyện nghe bài hát SMS Get The Message

N-gga I ain't around,
SMS, get the message, get the message!
SMS, get the message!

[50 - Verse 1]
I go hard time, duck when I pull mine
I run from one time, a pig, ya dig?
I go to war one nine
I work, you see mine,
But I ain't never ever say I did it,
In a hoopty, hoody on, the back locks
You stuntin' on hungry n-ggas, go ahead get ass shot
neck got your chain on it
Bullet got your on it,
I'm serious, sometimes it seems I'm playin'
Dump a case in your face, The D's got 40?.
They tryna find a rat or call it a case
I know n-ggas, some snitches
I know bitches who's scared
I got shooters around me and they stay fully prepared
We got straps you n-ggas look at and flinch
Ghetto n-gga get rich, what you think get?
We got pump in that chopper, we got the tech in that sweeper
We got Ruger that Mac, I call it my bitch n-gga ether

x2]
All we do is get grain,
And my n-ggas cocaine
Plus we let them bang
I'm talking 'bout the gang.

[50 Cent - 2]
Inhale! the gunpowder, my hands is full of residue
N-ggas'll n-ggas, you lucky it weren't you
N-gga, my best song, my are bomb proof,
You shoot, I back, find God when I'm on you
This tales of the crypt, n-gga, this tales of the hood
Stay the fuck out the way with your mouth shut you should!
When the bullshit start I'mma a spot
Aim it right at your knot the shell cases'll drop
Man, you n-ggas don't know me, you know my name
Go ask about booboo, they tell you I let it bang
Got a big reputation, something wrong with my brain
N-gga front, squeeze it, go 'head stunt, I'm squeeze it

x2]

Yeah! on my shit, man!
I give a f-ck about fitting in
You gonna follow me!
Back to the ground, n-gga we gonna make it and dirty!
Now wan' get with me?
We gon' see if you all you n-ggas done with
All get with the shit man
This the man
All the real feel it!
Rest of you RnB ass
Go on, man! Go on play ya little song,
It!

SMS Audio, By 50