Luyện nghe bài hát The Gang

[Intro: 50
Yea
I ain't even gotta tell who it is, I be like wussup its the Kid, they know its me man. Fuckin kiddin me I run New York.

[Chorus: 50
Yall niggas know me, I do my thang man
You you gonn' see, G-Unit's my gang man
You on me, Ill pull out the thang thang
Pop at you bang bang, blow out ya man

1: 50 Cent]
They say ima trouble maker, ima of shit right
Keep my strap on me front ima get right
I dont care if its broad day, or its
Im out on bail money and my lawer fees i be
I aint no I aint no punk niggas know bout me
And my flows, know the clothes, and know the hoes I see
I move its hard as hell tryin to be low key
'cause gangsta in the hood fuckin listen to me
And if I say im in my Bentley you could me rollen
But if I said that shit last year you could it stolen
My ass clean now, Im fresh out the hood
If you mad 'cause i aint your ass up den good
Niggas aint neva did a for me, now they wanna hang with me
thing you know they got they hands out, wantin from me
I play no games homie, I keep that thang on me
I lay a bitch nigga

[Chorus: 50
Yall know me, 'cause I do my thang man
You you gonn' see, G-Unit's my gang man
You on me, Ill pull out the thang thang
Pop at you bang bang, out ya brains man

[Bridge: 50
is Benzes, BM's and Bentley's, back to back, when we come through
Palmer's, Rangers, Denali's, Escalades you how we do, G-UNIT!

[Verse 2: Young
You right a nigga still in the hood call me
they say the feds want me
but they gotta and get me, we aim for the head homie
grip pumps with the rubber grips pop till it stop
then slide in another clip burnin the block
you dont know who you fuckin with until you get
see buck is on some other
I keep a desert in my reagle just for a bitch

[Chorus: 50
niggas know me, 'cause I do my thang man
You look you see, G-Unit's my gang man
You on me, Ill pull out the thang thang
Pop at you bang bang, blow out ya man

[Verse 3: Loc]
Now these niggas to make room, clear the path
Whoever stand in my way they doomed, I might do a and a half
For stabbin a bitch, I'd rather be in my lab stabbin a bitch
Licken her out then im her out
I gots the best work on the block, this is just a sample im out
Once they get a taste they gon be out
Forget these other new rappers they can move past us
Get down and dirty like ratches, and my crew flashes
You gon be fucked up, tough luck you bustas hush up
848 thugs what, 50 told me the games ova homie its time
You ready here it come, I appear they run
And you dont hear from the niggas till the coast is
The east coast is I rest
But I be out west, getting from them sets, them Mexicans and Samoans
So I dont need to check resume, doggy im knowin

[Chorus: 50
Yall niggas me, 'cause I do my thang man
You look you gonn' see, G-Unit's my man
You front on me, Ill pull out the thang
Pop at you bang bang, out ya brains man

4: Tony Yayo]
Beam on the mac, put wings on ya back
How ya ass gonn' walk ya leg detached
Yo the game changed, lil run the streets yo
The black nigga down like dee-bo
My at 9, im low for my P.O
We pop up at 12 to search the condo
is the gang man, niggas go hard
So my hearts gone colder Atticans yard

[Verse 5: Lloyd
I only been in the game for a year it changed
but im hot, ya brains in the rear of the range
I be till im guilty, yea they call me slitherin
Them should of killed me, im powerful and filthy
So niggas say sorry, I let them Goons loose
And send ya ass home wit the rims like prune
Im New York's prince, like tints
Signed wit 50, i been in da benz since

[Chorus: 50
Yall niggas me, 'cause I do my thang man
You you gonn' see, G-Unit's my gang man
You front on me, Ill pull out the thang
Pop at you bang bang, blow out ya man