Luyện nghe bài hát Elementary

[50 G Unit!
[50 A, B
You can't fuck with me
[50 C, D
We from the Harlem streets
[50 E, F
Don't talk me to death
[50 G, H
[Scarlett] It's

Picture me rolling Range
color your Air Force Ones
White on white, ya
Red I flight the
L.A. to N.Y.
I'm Harlem
You see how bitches tense up, when Scarlett
get the heart to holla while we up in the club
But get when they see me sitting on dubs
I 'em whispering " dat ain't a man, shit that's her."
She roll with G Unit niggas, that's what's up
Disrespect me, I'll have blast ya up
Take my advice, don't let ya peoples ya up
I got a for the chips
for the six
Hollows for the
Try me, if you think I'm playing
And the police we'll have another crime scene
Jim crush your head, give your ass a shape-up
Uptown niggas known for the money they
Everybody shook, you see doing the shake

[50
The boss ends
Saying, "Gimme that Benz, 20 rims, and four TV's"
The in the precinct saying
"He X, he sell techs, and he sell D"
The by the bar saying,
"Everybody drink, the champagne, it's all on me"
in the back of the police car
Pointing out the window saying, "He me"
elementary

[Lloyd
1,2,3,4
[50
Lloyd in the house
[Lloyd
Now get the fuck on the
I slid through the front
the 9 and the velour
A cal in my
You wil', pop it
I'm for a profit
I'm ghetto as
You can't you
My road dog, under the
frustrating mail
So I'm and smoking
and hoping
This gon' open
You can dance to me, but don't throw an elbow
throw one back and leave blood on your Shell Toes
no
I paying for pleasure
Your pussy bring rainbows and pots of treasure
every girl's dream, to floss with the team
Long on the
DVD's on the
Blowing on
for you to scheme
You ain't gotta know how to read, to a magazine

[Tony
I don't grow up, I'mma hustler kid
and stunt, see I don't pop two your wig
I'm artistic, intelligent, so ability
I use them big words, your bitch be feeling me
So ya'll hate me, 'cause your wives be our groupies
Ya'll me, like loud people in the movies
Fall back, matter back down
'Cause I just passed security without no pat
You can catch me in the bathroom blowing a
Or catch me on the dancefloor some tits
Sex sells, so P-I-M-P
So my pockets never be
It ain't no problem, we scoop them
We got condoms, coups, and condos
50 got me getting ass I never did
So when I step in the club, love the kid

[50
The cat in the go
Meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow,
The bird in the go
Tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet,
elementary