Luyện nghe bài hát Southside Soulja

[Intro: 50
South... siiiiiiide (Yeah, you know I'm never change you know)
South... siiiiiiide (If I was tryin to change, I couldn't change you know)
South... siiiiiiide (I'm up man, It's where I'm from nigga!)

[Verse 1: 50
Look at you, you lil' dirty ass nigga you shit
I'm glad you here though you just in time to get the
Run to the store, get some Oats and some O.E.
Harpee it's from me, he'll let you owe him he know me (Yeah)
That's how I to talk to a nigga growin up
That's why I give him my ass to blowin up (Fuck y'all!)
my biggest lost at eight, you know when mommy died
I know what was goin on, I ain't even fuckin cry
Man, truce and I blow, them turn to BMs' (Wooooo!)
Some wanted to be Mike, but me I wanted to be him (You lookin good man!)
Four finger ring, rope chain and (Damn!)
Red bitch with a ass like a stallion (Woo!)
It's a dream, a dream, it's all a dream (Yeah)
I get the coke, get some and build a team
I'm a be than Cat, yeah better than 'Preme
I'm a be the last man standin, you what I mean?

50 Cent]
South... siiiiiiide (Look at this son!)
South... (This nigga Irv, got on a 'Preme Team shirt!)
South... (And he from Hollis!, HAHAHAHA! [cracks up])
South... siiiiiiide (Hollis niggas even like Southside niggas!)
South... siiiiiiide (Nigga, we all the water!)
South... siiiiiiide (We don't mix! What the is the matter with you!)

[Verse 2: Yayo]
I'll up your house I'll burn up your crib
And when the fireman I'll shoot at them with the cig (Brrappp!)
Ebony and Ivory the beamer or the
it comes to the bricks I cook better then your mama
And that's your baby mama I see her with a uzi
I'm in the you wipe me down like I'm Lil' Boosie (Wipe me down!)
I'm a lil' woozy, I'm higher heaven
I got the haze with AK-47
I need Beckham money, I need that older money
So if you checkin for me, nigga the money

3: 50 Cent]
He mean that big money, not that money
That's my nigga Yay, I know kill for me

[Chorus: 50
South... siiiiiiide (Niggas make me man!)
South... (Sick to my stomach, man!)
South... siiiiiiide (Every time a get out of line)
South... (I put 'em RIGHT BACK in line, man.)
South... siiiiiiide (Niggas Jimmy Iovine's my boss)
South... siiiiiiide (Nigga, Jimmy Iovine, nigga!)
South... siiiiiiide (I'm from a hundred thirty street, nigga!)
South... siiiiiiide (I GOT NO MOTHERFUCKIN BOSS...)

[Verse 4: Lloyd
We went from run down sneakers to runnin the
I can't die (Nah!) I got too much money to
You got plans, then you know where I'm from, my stomach numb
(Yeah) I got 99 Problems you 'em son? (Hah?)
99 enemies, be the hundredth one
I'll become a before I become a bum (Bum!)
short, feel good under the summer sun
Down here, you got two get a gun or run
My first car was a spaceship, no
hoodie and boots, no Gucci
Yayo introduced me, Fifth me
The floor me now you gotta shoot me

[Outro: 50
I be's the boss of this shit right here! I said the nigga you hear me!
The B-O-S-S-M-A-N! And what!
Thought so! I'm the George of this shit!
I'm not goin to war, but I'll niggas to war
But I will sit here, and veto motherfuckin act that comes through here you know!?
I'm you know what I'm sayin!
We from 50 Cent, to Fiddy, to Curtis, to Ferrari F50
Now I got a few aliases you know I'm sayin
I'm next, I'll be Sam you know, Uncle Sam
I'm a tax everyone of these that come through here!
Now thr music, we need a piece of that
Everything that comes through you what I'm sayin
The Unit! Yeah!