Luyện nghe bài hát G -Unit

Yeah! 50 Cent, Banks, Young Buck
G G G G G-Unit! Haha!

Vacate your I come to brake your bones
Americas nightmare we at it
A desert eagle and a mack 10
They'll never know what
we come through them cowards don't want none
They screaming at they murderer's but walkin' with no
Come with me but don't run and die where standin'
See I'm holdin' on this cannon and your life I'm
Put the pipe to your melon and your on the pavement
These niggas is talkin' think security goin' save them
Nobody gon' speak when homicide pay a
you right in the eyes and yell ya "we don't know who did it"
Corrupted by corner by shootin' at the police
The up all night and the neighbors gettin' no sleep
You get used to it you know how we do it
Aftermath Interscope and G-Unit

We got when you don't
Show are places you won't
G-Unit, G-G-G-G,

Now I told ya'll on my Dre joint I am loco
Betta than so so the games in the choke
Dissin' me is a no no I perfected the slow
In D.C. they the go-go
In L.A.they on lolo's
in the house, oh no
You ain't it's heavy
65
Old school rollin' I'm
20 spinnin' from the beginnin' we winnin'
Gain's his masculinity pimpin' we not
Drop top glock cock ready for the
Pistol's pop cop shot I'm heavy with them
Non-sop make it hot we the top
You can be the
We'll be the smartest
I you not to start us
not you average artists
My bitch is like a
paparazzi spot us
Cause flick after flick ol' shit that I kick, haha!

We got action when you
are places when you won't
G-Unit, G-G-G-G,

Guess who's back motherfucker gun in the
Ready to smack up on these that's runnin' they lip
You can try any one of my shoes on of em fit
Your hundreds are shorter I'll your his son is a daughter
All I need is some cigars and quarter a cars and a lawyer
packin' a bitch and I'll be back with a hit
I'm sick, Who the hell you thought it was
I got expensive habits I afford it cause
is poppin' and we performin' all the clubs
Niggas be shovin' and pushin' as someone is gooshin'
She's givin' up the buns on her
Sweatin' and screamin' suckin' me off the of the evenin'
And I'm leavin', on to the city
in the bus to I can bring the teks with me
I gotta go I'm gettin' over you niggas ain't over

We got when you don't
Show are when you won't
G-Unit, G-G-G-G,