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

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

[Chorus - Ja And Black Child]
Change Gon' Come
[Black] I ain't gonna lie when the heat wave high gotta die
[Ja] Change Come
[Black] You better believe it, we stoppin' 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] Gon' Come
[Black] Ja, you ain't never lie when the heat wave high gotta die

[Verse 2: Black
As I sit relax, cuttin' crack loadin' gats
I think about these sexy rappers that I clap
probably go to jail fo' sending "50" to hell
If I lay down yayo going tell
will help him write his raps in brown
Black Child is Black now, 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 crying
While all of ya'll dying when the ian's stary
Down the public, wanna polly about
Well fuck peace cause this nigga half
And Black child is half man beast
And I'm a give all ya'll niggaz a half a a piece

[Verse 3: Young
It's time to the public
niggaz is frontin like when we see we ain't dumpin'
Shot's tryin lay something down, homie it's
When you dealin' with gangstas
a pop and erase ya, my dog's ain't playin man
Whenever we see you we you there
And ain't no aftermath after shot's flare
Nigga we get it poppin' like crip's and blood's
And ain't shit
I still keep a bandana and pack gun's

[Verse 4: D.O.
You better watch you mouth, fo' I rip yo off
And you wit gonna jet the fuck off
You's ain't gangsta, you as ducksauce
D' plays no games, pop the off
O' you war, everybody 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 is all about?
2 punk ass quarters!