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 i stay "G'd Up", its
tha things tha i dun seen and the ive been through that made my heart turn cold i stay
"G'd Up",Im a gangsta ya out fo sho if u eva step on my toes I stay "G'd Up", when im
hanigin' out tha window wit AK fillin ya punk ass wit holes

[50
Cocaine, heroin, extacy, marijuana, a mule on that greyhound from NY to Carolina,
chase different name, same face dont 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 or run away, niggaz talkin in tha
hood we'll handle another day, in November u make my shit, u should b dead, if u can catch a
Christmas,ill send u a gift,niggaz will come and leave yo ass twisted,them hollowtips
baby 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 want 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 otherwise bring ya boy
here so i could e'm,ill put a end to your career bitch (bitch),before u speak on 50,buy
fourty in a spare clip, these niggaz gassed up to used to rap like i wont give
them more blood clots than supercat,niggaz will snatch ya im like a bat catcher ill em
signs and they'll throw something at ya, here niggaz die off hydro and even when it aint tha
4th of July it sound like pyro,u smart enuff to creep n lay ur brains down the pound will
spin u like tha young 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' this year case tha soldiers is
everyone knows its a scare (yeah)!

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