Luyện nghe bài hát What You Want

Yo, niggas be askin me "yo 50 who you got wit?"
I'm a tell niggas who I got beef wit
I got beef wit any nigga I can't make no wit
If I can't make no wit you, fuck you nigga
G-Unit nigga, that's what'sup I said that's what'sup

Yayo]
I get money, I got
So a 100 grams or better when I'm going to cop
I never hold the toaster cause I use my little
And my bitch as a holster, like I'm supposed ta
Heavy pistol sales for
My gun rip lungs and tear through tissue
I'm out for the ends, you out for a rep
That's the same thing have yo mama in a black dress
See me in a black lex,
My mink drop-top, out the carlot
I got the gift of raw speeches(?)
So I'm gon like the box office features
Niggas in the hood see G-UNIT!
But deep in heart they wanna be G-UNIT!
Cause we got three b's: benzes, burners and bitches
And plus we on the road to the

repeat 2X]
You can say you want about me
As as you don't get in the way of my money
Cause all talking shit to me played out
keep bumping your gums you get laid out

[Lloyd
Lately I been going a phase
they aint tap the phones
Cause we got pumps the size of
Therefore I'm on the move with the
I'm as ever, known to trick fast food on a broad
Picture me jewels on a broad
I'd rather put on the car
A pool in the
You don't wanna fool with the god
Nigga my front line long to fill two boulevards
In game, you only make it far if you loyal
And if you grew up your mother and your father you spoiled
Why swing, you gotta be to get rid of me
Ill leave you in water like the statute of
Tryin to be
Blowin green strong enough to make a white boy open fire on a school
Keep rappin for hood, I'm rappin for benzes
And long assault rifles with on the lenses

[50
niggas gotta learn from me (Yeah!)
What I learned Gotta Rock and Spank G (Un-Huh)
Yall niggas learn from me (Yeah!)
What I learned from Brucie B
Look, I the sheriff
And nigga if you get too close yo ass getting shot
Here's the plan, I'm a stackin my ends
Till I'm on airplane in the Maebach benz
I'm all the chips
I took them trips
on the 6
26 on the
And them outta town niggas, I'm chargin yall
I tapdance on the shit I aint it raw
You sell smoke, look I got what you need
But it goin cheap I got mouths to feed
Niggas sayin damn 50 you bugged
Cause I got giving niggas the date rape drug
Gimme his watch and his
We not the same, he a
He want I'm bout my money man
Crap table in Vegas had his bitch on my
Threw a 7 so many times thought the dice was fixed
Yo it's 50, when your mindframe change and to rearrange
I'll see you another day motherfucker 50
'til your heart drop and freeze up, ease up motherfucker