Luyện nghe bài hát The Re-up

We should do like that

Boom boom chuck, boom chuck
Boom boom chuck, yeah, what's up
Boom boom chuck, b-boom chuck
boom chuck, b-boom, Shady

There's never been this, of a menace in this game as this
And it's the, most duo in the business
again it's the illest and realest killas
The most villainous Dre protege, Shady

them zeros and get with these heroes
Do you want losers or winners, this music is in us, and
Not over we say it's finished and G-Unit spinners
Will keep spinnin', this is hip hop when in it's

Truest form, the greatest, hate us or us
Make voodoo dolls of us and keep stickin' pins in us
Thick as his is or as short as his wick is
The trick is to be to walk big as his dick is

And as sick as his is, or was, still is
Whatever, forever, he be the illest
To ever sh-shock the world, to do next
He's already reconciled his ex a chainsaw and an axe

Jump a bitch's desk, her neck
While we have sex while Bill Clinton the sax
I sprays the vex, yeah, Shady on back
The maniac of rap, devil baby on

Resurrect, I left, baby I'm bad
I've gone mad, my comrade automatically
He says I'm too to fix, way beyond that
I may be off drugs, but made me off track

In fact, this right here very well be the last rap
I ever do spit, I'll never do shit, that
it I quit, suck on a dick, jackass
I'm done with this ass rap, kiss my black ass, 50 Cent

Nah, 'em, 'em to kiss my black ass
The clean parts, the parts
My wounds, my beauty marks
The Fif'll tell ass apart

A came in this
Crush a from tha start
Shady paid me, crazy
crazy rich, bitch

Different day, nothing change, the same shit, trick
Teflon wrapped on case I get on
D's the whip, glad I left the mac home
Still grindin', still shinin', nigga knows

You're rockin' the kid that spit sicka sick flows
I carried Game's style for nine months and gave to it
Now I'm feeling like a proud father him do it
Dre day, front and 'cause a maylay

Turn the town upside down wit a upside down
I through sumthin' fowl, and watch my money pile
I'm with strict stacks, I'm kickin' you stripped fats
I hit you with it, bag it, pump it, bring me mines right

Boom boom chuck, b-boom chuck
boom chuck, go 'head, funky funk up
Boom boom chuck, boom b-boom
Boom boom chuck, yeah, that's up

Boom chuck, boom b-boom chuck
boom chuck, I hit yo' ass up
Boom boom chuck, boom b-boom
Boom boom chuck, yeah, what's up

Boom boom chuck, boom chuck
Boom boom chuck, the re-up