Luyện nghe bài hát What Up Gangsta?

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

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What up, (What?)
up, Cuz? (What?)
What up, (What?)
up, gangsta?

They say I around like got an S on my chest
Naw, that's a semi-auto, and a on my chest
I try not to say nothing, the DA want to play in court
But I'll hunt or a nigga down, like it's a sport
Front on me, I'll cut ya gun-butt ya or 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 connect when the price rise
Gangstas, they my shit, them they know me
I grew up around some niggas that's not my
G's I stash it (what) the mack I blast it (yeah)
D's we dump the diesel and battery acid
flow's been mastered, the ice I flash it
Jux me, I'll your mama picking out your casket, bastard
I'm on the next level, Breitling bezel
Benz to the metal, hotter than a tea kettle, blood (what)

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

I sit back, the best bud, burn and wonder
gangstas bump my shit, can they hear my hunger?
When the 5th kick, duck quick, it sounds like
In December I'll make your block feel like
The rap say I can rhyme
The fiends say my dope is a nine, every chick I fuck 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
my path I'll crush ya, thinking I won't touch ya
I'll your ass using a wheelchair, cane or crutches
Industry hoes fuck us, in the they love us
Stomp a bone out ass with some brand new Chuckers

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