Luyện nghe bài hát SMS Get The Message

N-gga I f-cking around,
SMS, get the message, get the message!
SMS, get the message!

[50 - Verse 1]
I go hard full time, when I pull mine
I run from one time, f-ck a pig, ya
I go to war one nine
I work, you see mine,
But I never ever gonna say I did it,
In a hoopty, hoody on, cruising the locks
You on hungry n-ggas, go ahead get your ass shot
Your neck got chain on it
Bullet got name on it,
I'm serious, sometimes it like I'm playin'
Dump a shell case in face, The D's got 40?.
They tryna find a rat or call it a cold
I some n-ggas, some snitches
I know some bitches scared
I got shooters around me and they stay fully prepared
We got them straps you n-ggas at and flinch
Ghetto n-gga get rich, what you think I'ma
We got that in that chopper, we got the tech in that sweeper
We got that Ruger Mac, I call it my bitch n-gga ether

x2]
All we do is get grain,
And my n-ggas cocaine
Plus we let hammers bang
I'm 'bout the Unit gang.

[50 - Verse 2]
Inhale! Smell the gunpowder, my hands is of residue
N-ggas'll shoot n-ggas, you it weren't you
N-gga, my best song, my chucks are proof,
You shoot, I shoot back, find God I'm on you
aint tales of the crypt, n-gga, this tales of the hood
Stay the fuck out the way your mouth shut like you should!
the bullshit start I'mma find a spot
Aim it right at your than the shell cases'll drop
Man, you n-ggas know me, you know my government name
Go 'head ask about booboo, they you I let it bang
Got a big reputation, there's something wrong my brain
N-gga front, I'mma squeeze it, go stunt, I'm squeeze it

x2]

Yeah! on my shit, man!
I don't give a about fitting in
You n-ggas gonna me!
to the ground, n-gga we gonna make it nice and dirty!
Now wan' get with me?
We gon' see if you all you n-ggas done soft?
All get with the shit man
This the man
All the real n-ggas it!
of you RnB ass n-ggas
Go on, man! Go on ya little song, n-gga
It!

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