Luyện nghe bài hát Gatman And Robbin

Gee wilikers, Gatman, they got me
I'm on my way

I got a
There's a problem, I'ma it
A nigga movin'
With a big ass

And a man
the fuck, are you retarded?
You touch Shady, I'll leave you departed
They say

Robin, Cagney and Lacey, 50 Cent and Shady
The worst, baby, put your hands on my peoples, I'll react
Put a through ya front and ya back maybe

But dude, if you try me, I'll ya ass hooked up to an IV
I'll no witnesses when I ride B
You fuck me, you'll see

I'll react an animal, I'll tear you apart
If a was murder, I'd major in art
knew I wasn't wrapped too tight from start
But bein' a little off, landed me on top of the

So, you the good with the bad, I guess
Level three Teflon on my chest
And my cock back, tip in the chamber
Danger, anger change ya
And make ya aim and squeeze

I got a
There's a problem, solve it
A nigga movin'
a big ass revolver

And a
Motherfucker, you
You 50
I'll you dearly departed

We're away from a beef, in which clearly you started
I said we're walkin' away, did you me? You wanna be thankful
That we ain't beefin', we're still breathin' and just it at that
'Cause if me and 50 and G-Unit hop back in that Bat
It ain't gonna be no more rappin', gonna be brat

Retaliation will be like Muslim Shi'ite attacks
Some where along the line, it's like me and 50 a pact
He's got my back, I got his, back,

It's almost like we're like Siamese twins
'Cause we beef we pull each other in
To the like we're conjoined at the hip
just unavoidable, some of this shit is washable
And some will never boil up

And some of it just simmer at best
If left alone, we'll let it be, no, there won't be no sit
no Ray Benzinos, there will no peace discussions with me
There ain't gon' be no friendly over crumpets and tea

quit fuckin' with me and I'll gladly quit fuckin' with you
Just spit ya sixteen and do what you gotta do to get
Without mentionin' me and the machine or Jimmy and Dre and 50
Or D-Twizzie, Obie and just let it be or be back with a

There's a problem, solve it
A movin' around
With a big ass

And a man
the fuck,are you retarded?
You touch
leave you dearly departed

Nigga, you get it twisted, you can get ya wig
I don't give a fuck, I don't if police know I did it
Man, I hustle, I get in the sunshine or a blizzard
I go hard for that paper, homie, I just get it

Got a money scheme, I'm plottin' in the county and I'm it
You cross me, you gon' make a cemetery
That's gangsta, you know me I it 'cause I live it
cases drop, when that chopper chop

Way up the block, get hit with tops
the drama pop, the llama pop
And it won't stop, you can run, call the
say no, nigga's know how I be on it

That shit you got, put my pistol to you, I it
It's not a game, perfect aim, you feel the
Up against ya brain, man, it's so hot I'll ya wish it rained

I got a
There's a problem I'ma it
A nigga movin'
a big ass revolver

And a man
What the fuck, are you
You touch
I'll leave you dearly