Luyện nghe bài hát That's What's Up

G-Unit, G-Unit,
G-Unit, G-Unit,
G-Unit, G-Unit,
G-Unit, G-Unit,

G-Unit nigga what's up
nigga that's what's up
G-Unit nigga that's up

G-Unit that's what's up
G-Unit nigga that's up
G-Unit that's what's up

I 50 Cent nigga that's what's up

Right now my movin' to fast to stop and pray
See now and then I smile just not today
In my hood let the choppers spray
probably got shot today
I named 'em pop niggas surfboard
You ain't me dawg

Only time you left ya is on Monopoly boards
You as birds shittin' on the top of ya Fords
You will, die by the gun if you ain't droppin' ya
I got tattoos as well as lead
To me is kinda like racin' and I always get a head start
My opinion of a dream is a dead NARC
Just yesterday is blastin' with red darts

Beef, you a 'cause when we come at yo ass
Aladdin won't be the only one the
Man, you wanna play a ringer
I ain't a person
I'll my next door neighbor the finger
(Fuck you)

though I got the shit in the stores
I'm like a nigga borrow clothes
Bitch, I'm to get in ya draws
Man, I'll dump a whole in ya mans braids
love Nelly, he made it look cool to wear band aids
I'm blowin' on haze

All of a I'm gased, 'cause I'm on the radio and I can't wait
If you ain't up on
Banks is the name, G-Units the game
Now I know to keep low the heat blow
I'll have post up on ya block like I'm shootin' the free throw
Still get the green from P-dro, known as Pedro

I'm ghetto like a ya egg roll
Yeah, feinin' to stick me
They don't know the meanings is me
Snuck in wit and Brittney
You only spend time at the
On New Years eve a body drops
The time as the ball
(Yeah)

G-Unit, G-Unit,
G-Unit, G-Unit,
G-Unit, G-Unit,
G-Unit, G-Unit,

G-Unit nigga what's up
G-Unit that's what's up
G-Unit nigga that's up

nigga that's what's up
G-Unit nigga that's up
G-Unit that's what's up
what's up

Keep I'm candy ain't nuttin' sweet about me
Nigaas talkin' in the and in the street about me
Some jake, tryin' to watch move I make
my Deez'll make fiends do the up-town shake

I'm a pro, far a amateur
Holdin' keys than your fuckin' janitor
They say, "God bless the child that hold his own"
You pay to hold you down, I just hold the chrome

Every breath I take, every step I take, move I make
I got a on my hip
You ain't like or love me but you gone respect me
You need a fifth and 2 to try and check me
12 in the afternoon we can start the

Look homie I'm for that day-time action
Keep thinkin' it's a time in front of ya home
Get the drop on ass and shot shadder ya bones
(Yeah)

G-Unit, G-Unit,
G-Unit, G-Unit,
G-Unit, G-Unit,
G-Unit, G-Unit,

G-Unit nigga what's up
G-Unit nigga that's up
G-Unit nigga that's up

G-Unit nigga that's up
G-Unit nigga what's up
G-Unit that's what's up

boy, Tony be the real McCoy
When hoes see the new toy, jump for joy
And though the kid rappin'
I still got fiens in the hood puffin' on that Dragon
My guns under my pillow, I sleep wit' my on
Every single me and my mack get our groove on

Don't get on
'Cause I shoot your bicepts your triceps
Then breeze through ya projects when the come back
It's the China White and the D don't us in a bag a rice
Let's O T and burn the tape

I got this bad mommy, her mouth's a sperm
Yayo be a fearless man
I donate my heart to niggas that ran
And those in the hood don't wanna see me famous
They rather see my moms funeral arrangements
I got rhymes, to fill 6 notebooks

I spittin' that shit ever since coke crushed
You can hear me on your T.V. and radio at the same
I never ever say the same rhyme, Tony 2 times
Beware of my wraith, I'm gone school you niggas, prepare for
Yo I peep where your puns at, where you pumped that
Money you to stack I spent it on blunt wraps

to my mother nigga 50 fuckin' Cent nigga, G-Unit nigga
We about to this industry man
Y'all niggas better know, y'all niggas better us nigga
to my mother nigga, fuck y'all niggas wanna do
1 2 4 G-Unit, 50 Cent, Tony Yayo
Banks nigga