Luyện nghe bài hát 4 My Niggaz

What you
Fella
(Uh huh)

(Uh huh)
B.I.G.
(Right on)
QB
(That nuff right on)
Fuck niggas do man
(Nothing)

See a Leo
(Huh)
I'm for the
(Right)
Sometimes we gotta get gutter on this motherfuckers
how we do it
(Yeah)
Feel me

Yo yo
Stay away from 38 tech and shotty
I wanna move swift, but don't blow like Gotty
I'm to watch, like the paparazzi
to copy, shock waves can't stop me
Got dogs big as Bruce to block me
It's Blake on the grape, pouring ya juice, tickle weight
Just might be, politely, your man to ache
The guns are dirty? You I double check the safe

I it all, still be the last to escape
Kick It Q-Tip, we get it killed for a few chips
Got a new whip, new house, got a new zip
Watch the stroll, Ace
A that was born to roll
I God and you know I got soul
To around the globe and more bank than tower
just rewind, it was hard to find her
Found out my got right behind her

Y'all niggas got dick bricks, to grab the fifth
But I did that, recognize the clique
Back six-four times, fellas and shit
Make off the stories that we tellin' and shit
'Til I said to myself, "My life is betta this"
I wanna party, it up, pop Don and Cris
In a lake with a on my wrist
Been a professional, now I'm to mix

We rhyme to tricks, for kids, I bring it where ya live
Run up in your crisp, tie up your and kids
Send my man out, G, pissed off a bid
We live this street life
And word to B.I.G.
(Uh)

I'm the to analyze ya
(What)
Move like Kaiser
(Uh)
My appearance ya
(Yeah)
5'4", my .45 is live
(Uh, uh)
Don't ya get live? Never judge man by size
(Uh, yo)

I'ma do my thang, I'ma do my
Do I do my thang, I'ma do my
Watch me do my thang, do my thang
For my niggaz, do my thang, do my thang
Uh, do my thang, do my thang
Do I do my thang, do my thang
Watch me do my thang, I'ma do my
For my niggaz,

Yo, yo, yo, yo
This my war I ride for one in the sky for
Get everything that my nigga die for
Since his death, many steps and many
owe money, yo, niggas can't pay a penny less
Cease got the squeeze, I'ma let fuckers know
BK style, my niggas the Dough
About six years, eleven months ago
We was all puffin' 'dro, to go

Now I get dough, get low, let a slug
say "Got evidence?" Let the dog go
Here's the answer, you fucking Leo Ganza
Nigga's coke so raw, you gone a sampler
Niggas better be as as me or die like me
Or go see the then and frown like me
Got takin' pictures throwin' pies on me
Motherfuckers' all on me

Whatever to Brook-lawn?
Better yet,
even look wrong, niggas get hooked on
Picture me making a song
No, I know the wars we on
Niggas get gone

Yeah, flow sicker on record
Watch Sean, nine, nigga, heavy necklace
Watch mine, about to make niggas jealous
Ice in every letter, untouchable, fuck with duke
spit, arms shake, who I'm gone play
With the CEO of the on Broadway, huh?
Never so many choices from one man
I make bitches, fuck it, I the gun jam

like sniffin' a hundred grams o'
Cocaine raw, rip your brain off, uh
Make it real to lift your chain off
BK style, see Jay how
(What)
(Uh)
We don't play fair, we foul
Go head, there, we spray crowds
Live from the
If there was one great
I'm him, nigga, three

I'ma do my thang, do my thang
Do I do my thang, I'ma do my
Watch me do my thang, I'ma do my
For my niggaz, do my thang, do my thang
Uh, do my thang, I'ma do my
Do I do my thang, do my thang
Watch me do my thang, I'ma do my
For my niggaz,

I'ma do my thang, I'ma do my
Do I do my thang, I'ma do my
Watch me do my thang, do my thang
For my niggaz, do my thang, do my thang
Uh, do my thang, I'ma do my
Do I do my