Luyện nghe bài hát Gansta'd Up

[Chorus: 50
Ain't it amazing how crazy the hood dun made me feel like my emotions are froze i "G'd Up", its
tha things tha i dun seen and the shit ive been through made my heart turn cold i stay
"G'd Up",Im a gangsta ya find out fo sho if u eva step on my toes I stay "G'd Up", im
hanigin' out tha wit that AK fillin ya punk ass wit holes

[50
Cocaine, heroin, extacy, marijuana, a mule on greyhound from NY to Carolina, paper
chase different name, same face dont catch a case, my dogs on parole his baby gurls 4 years
old, we play tha block pistol cop, u shoot or get shot kill u for ur crack spot take
everything your ass got, semi-automatics spary, back or run away, niggaz talkin in tha
hood we'll handle this another day, in November u make my shit, u b dead, if u can catch a
Christmas,ill send u a gift,niggaz will and leave yo ass twisted,them hollowtips shells
burn burn,see niggaz get merked up,N babies born make tha world turn, i've seen it all crystal
clear so i keep my pistol near,hearts never full of fear homie i stay well of whats goin
around me muthafuckas want me dead i go wit a smile on my face,witness my kid

[Lloyd
lil nigga I dun paved the way,yall thank e'm,but if u think otherwise bring ya boy over
here so i could spank e'm,ill put a end to your career (bitch),before u speak on 50,buy
fourty in a spare clip, niggaz gassed up gettin to used to rap like i wont give
them more clots than supercat,niggaz will snatch ya im like a bat catcher ill give em
signs and throw something at ya, round here niggaz die off hydro and even when it aint tha
4th of July it sound like pyro,u smart enuff to n lay ur dumb brains down the pound will
u down like tha young James Brown (yeah) i know im hot but hey (hey) im icy to rocks will
hit u from a block away a beat from Dr.Dre we takin' over this year case tha soldiers is
here knows its a scare (yeah)!

[Young
my popa never bothered to show me what it was to be a man he just pop bottle n smoke
up a a gram,i would hop in my Impala and ride all throught tha night that gave my homeboy
life so when u do it do it right,my fingernails still filled cocaine residue,i still got
tha heart to go me ahead or 2 (fo sho)no other soulution u think we hollerin n hooptin'
until u wake up n u gotta here about shootings,i take a bullet from mah vooz n put tha
clip in my pocket before i take another bullet im gonna it and pop it (bllaaatt)and if
its my nigga then let your guns do tha talkin' the graveyard has got plenty room for a
(haha)they say we responsible for boostin tha crime rate they say we tha reason these
young niggaz is buying weight but im gonna keep this glock on my till my dyin'days its
"Nuttin But A G Thang" And Dr.Dre