Luyện nghe bài hát The Gang

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

50 Cent]x2
Yall know me, 'cause I do my thang man
You look you gonn' see, G-Unit's my man
You on me, Ill pull out the thang thang
Pop at you bang, blow out ya brains man

[Verse 1: 50
They say ima maker, ima waste of shit right
Keep my on me niggas front ima get right
I dont if its broad day, or its night
Im out on bail money and my fees i be alright
I no pussy I aint no punk niggas know bout me
And my flows, know the clothes, and know the hoes I see
I around 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 hookin your ass up den
aint neva did a thing for me, now they wanna hang with me
Next thing you know they got they out, wantin from me
I dont no games homie, I keep that thang on me
I lay a bitch down

50 Cent]x2
Yall niggas know me, 'cause I do my man
You look you gonn' see, my gang man
You front on me, Ill out the thang thang
Pop at you bang bang, blow out ya man

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

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

[Chorus: 50
Yall niggas know me, 'cause I do my 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

[Verse 3: Loc]
Now tell these to make room, clear the path
stand in my way they doomed, I might do a year and a half
For a bitch, when 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, is just a sample im givin out
Once get a taste they gon be waitin out
about these other new rappers they can move past us
Get down and dirty like used ratches, and my crew
You gon be fucked up, tough luck you better hush up
848 thugs what, 50 me the games ova homie its rays time
You ready here it come, I appear they run
And you dont from the niggas till the coast is clear
The coast is where I rest
But I be out west, getting love from them sets, Mexicans and Samoans
So I dont need to your resume, doggy im knowin

50 Cent]x2
Yall niggas me, 'cause I do my thang man
You look you gonn' see, my gang man
You on me, Ill pull out the thang 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 panther down like dee-bo
My at 9, im low for my P.O
We pop up at 12 just to search the
G-unit is the man, niggas go hard
So my hearts gone colder Atticans yard

5: Lloyd Banks]
I been in the game for a year it aint changed
but im hot, inside ya in the rear of the range
I be valid im guilty, yea they call me slitherin
Them should of killed me, im powerful and filthy
So niggas say sorry, before I let them Goons
And send ya ass wit the rims like prune juice
Im New York's prince, Bent like
Signed wit 50, i in da benz brand since

50 Cent]x2
Yall know me, 'cause I do my thang man
You look you gonn' see, G-Unit's my man
You front on me, Ill out the thang thang
Pop at you bang bang, out ya brains man