Luyện nghe bài hát Gansta'd Up

[Chorus: 50
Ain't it amazing how crazy the hood dun made me feel my emotions are froze i stay "G'd Up", its
tha tha i dun seen and the shit ive been through that 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 "G'd Up", when im
hanigin' out tha window wit that AK fillin ya punk ass wit

[50
Cocaine, heroin, extacy, marijuana, a mule on that greyhound from NY to Carolina,
chase different name, same dont catch a case, my road dogs on parole his baby gurls 4 years
old, we play tha block pistol cop, u could shoot or get shot u for ur crack spot take
everything your ass got, semi-automatics spary, bust back or run away, talkin in tha
hood handle this another day, in November u make my shit, u should b dead, if u can catch a
Christmas,ill send u a gift,niggaz come and leave yo ass twisted,them hollowtips shells
burn baby burn,see 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 well aware of whats goin
around me muthafuckas me dead i go wit a smile on my face,witness my time kid

[Lloyd
lil nigga I dun paved the way,yall should thank e'm,but if u think bring ya boy over
so i could spank e'm,ill put a end to your career bitch (bitch),before u speak on 50,buy
fourty in a clip, these niggaz gassed up gettin to used to rap like i wont give
them more blood clots 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 pyro,u smart enuff to creep n lay ur dumb brains down the pound will
spin u down like tha James Brown (yeah) i know im hot but hey (hey) im icy to rocks will
hit u from a block away like a beat from Dr.Dre we takin' over year case tha soldiers is
everyone knows its a scare (yeah)!

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