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!) Cause I'm (Bo!)
50 Cent, you how I gets down

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

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 might want to play in
But I'll hunt or duck a nigga down, like a sport
Front on me, I'll cut ya ya or bump ya
You getting money? I can't get none with ya, fuck ya
I'm not the to get knocked for D.W.I
I'm the type that'll kill your connect the coke price rise
Gangstas, bump my shit, them they know me
I grew up around some niggas not my homies
Hundred G's I stash it (what) the I blast it (yeah)
D's we dump the diesel and battery acid
This flow's been mastered, the ice I it
Jux me, I'll have your mama out your casket, bastard
I'm on the next level, Breitling baguette
Benz pedal to the metal, than a tea kettle, blood (what)

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

I sit back, twist the best bud, burn and
gangstas bump my shit, can they hear my hunger?
When the 5th kick, duck quick, it like thunder
In December I'll make your block feel summer
The rap say I can rhyme
The fiends say my dope is a nine, every chick I with is a dime
I'm like 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 hood love us
Stomp a bone out your ass with some brand new

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