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

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

[Chorus - Ja Rule And Child]
[Ja] Gon' Come
[Black] I ain't gonna lie when the heat wave everbody gotta die
[Ja] Change Gon'
[Black] You better believe it, we stoppin' niggaz from breathin, niggaz then leavin'
[Ja] Change Gon'
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 wave high everybody gotta die

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

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

[Verse 4: D.O.
You better watch you mouth, fo' I rip yo off
And everybody you wit jet the fuck off
You's gangsta, you sweet as ducksauce
D' no games, pop the fuck 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' with the fifth ball
Bangin on

X2]

50 Cent? is what this is all about?
2 punk ass quarters!