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

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

I blast 50 Cent nigga that's up

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

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

Beef, you a 'cause when we come at yo ass
won't be the only one the carpet
Man, you wanna wit' a ringer
I ain't a people's
I'll give my door neighbor the finger
(Fuck you)

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

All of a sudden I'm gased, 'cause I'm on the radio and I wait
If you up on thangs
Lloyd Banks is the name, the game
Now I know to keep low when the blow
I'll have niggas up on ya block like I'm shootin' the free throw
get the green from P-dro, better known as Pedro

I'm ghetto a patty ya egg roll
Yeah, they feinin' to me
They know the meanings is wit' me
in wit Christina and Brittney
You spend time at the mall
On New Years eve a drops around
The same time as the
(Yeah)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I got bad mommy, her mouth's a sperm bank
Since be a fearless man
I donate my heart to them niggas ran
And those niggas in the hood don't see me famous
rather see my moms make funeral arrangements
I got enough rhymes, to 6 notebooks

I been spittin' shit ever since coke crushed
You can hear me on your T.V. and radio at the same
I ever say the same rhyme, it's Tony 2 times
Beware of my wraith, I'm gone you niggas, prepare for class
Yo I peep where your puns at, peep you pumped that
Money you to stack I spent it on blunt wraps

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