Luyện nghe bài hát Whoo Kid Kayslay Shit!

[Intro - 50 - talking, breathing noises 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)

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

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

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