Luyện nghe bài hát When It All Goes Down

It go down, It go down, It go
It go down, It go
It go down, It go down, It go
It go down, It go

it all goes down, and the clips run out
I bet I history
I bet I make

it all goes down, and the cops come round
That a mystery
That a mystery

[50 Cent - 1]
It's that shit, it sound stupid don't it
Feel like Fifty, and Gucci on it
Move grams of this, move O's of
Move the bricks, where the money at
scared huh, p-ssy, hold ya strength
When the pop off no controlling that
You wan' the cops
Run call the
Look n-gga we don't if they comin' or not
Got the pump in the trunk, n-gga a lot
One buck shot clear the whole
Had this bitch off make it so hot
N-gga a 12 gauge I'm a sure shot
Call it shell when ya ass drop
Get it shakin' a muthaf-ckin' rattle n-gga
Go f-ckin' with me and be a casualty
You think a bullshittin, then come and see

it all goes down, and the clips run out
I bet I history
I bet I make

When it all goes down, and the cops round
That a mystery
That a mystery

[50 - Verse 2]
Now you waitin', all debatin'
Shouldn't you be retaliatin'
We laughin bout it, you cryin
Hit ya muthaf-ckin' when his gun jam
His red, his back red
Man, that n-gga there damn near
He coughin', he
Man n-gga finna stop breathin'
His there, his daddy there
Hit him by the Escalade, get a caddy
His shines on him, his on him
Had hoes all in the club on him
N-ggas talkin' bout it, talkin' bout it
Cause they know n-gga give a f-ck
Quit talkin' bout it, for you bout it
When the muthaf-ckin pigs up

it all goes down, and the clips run out
I bet I history
I bet I history

When it all goes down, and the come round
That murder's a
That murder's a