Luyện nghe bài hát Whoo Kid Kayslay Shit!

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

1]
I can't smoke weed, cause my PO make me in a cup
go ahead, disrespect me, I'll fuck you up
I talkin' about a fist fight, I'll cut you up
Yo don't want stitches in yo motherfucker, then chill
As a young buck, always knew I puff
Yousta see me go to school, on a bus (woo)
I'm a sped ed kid, I'm gettin' all this (uh huh)
You should sit, scibble and see where it take ya
Had violent tendencies, so they I was dumb
Why the so smart kids was poppin' guns
I think about a gun, and then get the lump sum
Grampa my role model, yousta suck on a
A pint a Crown Royal, make your insides
Been like Ben Gay, cause his back go out
He the one that taught me, bein' black's about
Now peep the roach on the walls, fall and crawl on my friend's
Wrist, Sittin' up in Benz, to be in the pen
In the we hit the number, but never the lotto
Life in the fast lane, one hit the pothole
Let's go, flow nigga

- Singing] - 2X
War, what is it good for nothin'
But niggas keep
Fuck a nigga, like a soldier
Die a soldier

- Talking]
War, of mercy nigga
You see me pop off
Ain't no talk, bitch ass nigga
Fake gangsta nigga, you want to nigga (yeah)
You don't seem nigga, yeah
Kayslay, Whoo Kid
50 Cent, new
My Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo, G-Unit
Niggas, niggas, "Rotten Apple"
And shy money, ain't fail nigga
Uh huh, ya