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 bomb shit right here man
50 can't smoke this motherfucker (ah haha, haha)

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I can't smoke weed, cause my PO me piss in a cup
go ahead, disrespect me, I'll fuck you up
I ain't talkin' about a fight, I'll cut you up
Yo don't want stitches in yo grill motherfucker, then
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 sit, scibble lines and see where it take ya
Had violent tendencies, so they thought I was
Why the so called smart was poppin' guns
I think about poppin' a gun, and get the lump sum
Grampa my role model, yousta on a bottle
A pint a Crown Royal, make your boil
Been smell like Ben Gay, cause his go out
He the one that taught me, what black's about
Now peep the roach on the walls, that fall and crawl on my
Wrist, up in them Benz, to be in the pen
In the hood we hit the number, but the lotto
Life in the lane, one wheel hit the pothole
Let's go, flow nigga

[Chorus - - 2X
War, what is it for absolutely nothin'
But niggas keep
Fuck a nigga, live a soldier
Die a soldier

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