Luyện nghe bài hát Whoo Kid Kayslay Shit!

[Intro - 50 Cent - talking, breathing in background]
Hey that nigga, we gettin' high
Yo, yo this is some bomb right here man
50 can't even smoke this (ah haha, haha)

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I can't smoke weed, cause my PO make me in a cup
Nigga go ahead, me, I'll fuck you up
I ain't about a fist fight, I'll cut you up
Yo don't stitches in yo grill motherfucker, then chill
As a young buck, niggas always knew I
Yousta see me go to school, on a bus (woo)
I'm a ed kid, I'm gettin' all this paper (uh huh)
You should sit, lines and see where it take ya
Had violent tendencies, so they I was dumb
Why the so called smart kids was guns
I think poppin' a gun, and then get the lump sum
Grampa my role model, suck on a bottle
A a Crown Royal, make your insides boil
Been like Ben Gay, cause his back go out
He the one that taught me, bein' black's about
Now the roach on the walls, that fall and crawl on my friend's
Wrist, up in them Benz, to be in the pen
In the hood we hit the number, but the lotto
Life in the fast lane, one hit the pothole
Let's go, flow nigga

[Chorus - - 2X
War, what is it good for absolutely
But keep frontin'
Fuck a nigga, live like a
Die like a

- Talking]
War, of mercy nigga
You see me pop off
no peace talk, bitch ass nigga
Fake nigga, you want to seem nigga (yeah)
You seem nigga, yeah nigga
Right? Kayslay, Kid
50 Cent, new
My nigga Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo,
Niggas, niggas, "Rotten Apple"
And nigga shy money, fail nigga
Uh huh, ya