Luyện nghe bài hát Things Gon' Change / 2 Punk Ass Quarters [Skit]

[Verse 1: Ja
First off fuck the and the unit he claim
Dre partial, and eminem
Plus the world heard it before, they of them
And they waiting for that thug shit Rule' again
And Proof can bomb Proof your then
Put a vest on yourself and child-ren
Teach ya to be of death of them muderin'
Niggaz that like to put holes chins'
In case y'all don't know my savages
They'll kidnap you kid's, throw em over a
Got to N-O-T-O-R-I-O-U-S
you just lay slow
I blaze out in the six while the fifth go
I think "Big" as if I was wanted on row
We tha world famous, murder inc we
Fo' making bangers, and hammers, shit

[Chorus - Ja Rule And Black
Change Gon' Come
[Black] I ain't gonna lie when the heat wave high gotta die
[Ja] Gon' Come
[Black] You better believe it, we niggaz from breathin, poppin niggaz then leavin'
[Ja] Gon' Come
One way or another, we gangsta's from the gutta, we'll shoot ya then cut cha'
[Ja] Change Gon'
[Black] Ja, you ain't never lie the heat wave high everybody gotta die

2: Black Child]
As I sit back relax, cuttin' crack loadin'
I think about these sexy rappers I wanna clap
I'll probably go to fo' sending "50" to hell
If I lay down yayo going tell
will help him write his raps in brown
Black is Black now, Rule is crack sells
"IG" the boss of all bosses
making off music, murder, and torture
Who got it cost for a coffin
Nigga you a dead man walking, is extortion
We organized crime everybody's
While all of ya'll dying the ian's stary flyin'
Down the public, wanna polly about
Well fuck peace this nigga half police
And child is half man half beast
And I'm a give all ya'll niggaz a half a a piece

[Verse 3: Merc]
It's time to address the
is frontin like when we see them we ain't dumpin'
Shot's tryin lay something down, homie nothin'
When you with real gangstas
a pop and erase ya, my dog's ain't playin man
Whenever we see you we leaving you
And ain't no aftermath after these shot's
Nigga we get it poppin' bang like crip's and
And ain't change
I still keep a and pack gun's nigga

[Verse 4: D.O.
You watch you mouth, fo' I rip yo face off
And everybody you wit gonna jet the off
ain't gangsta, you sweet as ducksauce
D' plays no games, pop the off
O' you want war, gon get clipped the fuck off
everybody know you block is off
We got big ball's, pay off ten fo' walk with the ball
Bangin on

X2]

50 Cent? is that what this is all
2 ass motherfuckin quarters!