Luyện nghe bài hát 4 My Niggaz

What you
Fella
(Uh huh)

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

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

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

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

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

We to kick tricks, for kids, I bring it where ya live
Run up in crisp, tie up your wife and kids
my man out, G, pissed off a ten-year bid
We live real street life
And that's to B.I.G.
(Uh)

I'm the type to ya
(What)
Move swift Kaiser
(Uh)
My surprise ya
(Yeah)
About 5'4", my .45 is
(Uh, uh)
Don't ya get live? judge your man by size
(Uh, yo)

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

Yo, yo, yo, yo
This my war I ride for one in the sky for
Get back everything that my die for
Since his death, steps and many left
Niggas owe money, yo, niggas pay a penny less
Cease got the squeeze, I'ma let fuckers know
BK style, my niggas Love the
About six hard years, months ago
We was all 'dro, nowhere to go

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

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

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

Flows sniffin' a hundred grams o'
raw, rip your whole 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
from the 7-1-8
If there ever was one
I'm him, nigga, times

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

I'ma 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, do my thang, do my thang
Uh, do my thang, I'ma do my
Do I do my