Luyện nghe bài hát What Up Gangsta?

G-Unit (Bo!) We in (Bo!)
We can get the drama popping, we don't (Bo! bo! bo!)
It's going down (Bo!) I'm around (Bo!)
50 Cent, you know how I gets

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What up, (What?)
What up, (What?)
What up, (What?)
What up,

They say I walk around like got an S on my
Naw, a semi-auto, and a vest on my chest
I try not to say nothing, the DA want to play in court
But I'll hunt or duck a down, like it's a sport
Front on me, cut ya gun-butt ya or bump ya
You getting money? I can't get none ya, then fuck ya
I'm not the type to get for D.W.I
I'm the type that'll kill your when the coke price rise
Gangstas, they bump my shit, them know me
I grew up some niggas that's not my homies
Hundred G's I it (what) the mack I blast it (yeah)
D's come we dump the diesel and acid
This been mastered, the ice I flash it
Jux me, have your mama picking out your casket, bastard
I'm on the next level, Breitling bezel
pedal to the metal, hotter than a tea kettle, blood (what)

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We play that
We don't play
We play that (G-Unit)
We don't play

I sit back, twist the bud, burn and wonder
When gangstas bump my shit, can hear my hunger?
When the 5th kick, duck quick, it sounds thunder
In December I'll make your block feel summer
The rap critics say I can
The fiends say my dope is a nine, chick I fuck with is a dime
I'm Patti LaBelle, homie, I'm on my own
Where I lay my hat is my home, I'm a stone
Cross my path I'll crush ya, I won't touch ya
I'll have your ass using a wheelchair, or crutches
hoes fuck us, in the hood they love us
Stomp a out your ass with some brand new Chuckers

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We play that
We don't that
We don't play (G-Unit)
We play around