Luyện nghe bài hát 4 My Niggaz

What you
Fella
(Uh huh)

(Uh huh)
B.I.G.
(Right on)
QB
(That show nuff on)
Fuck 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
Stay from 38 tech nines and shotty
I move swift, but don't blow like John Gotty
I'm something to watch, like the
Hard to copy, shock waves stop me
Got dogs big as Smith to block me
It's Blake on the grape, pouring ya juice, tickle your
might be, politely, leave your man to ache
The guns are dirty? You know I check the safe

I take it all, still be the last to
Kick It Q-Tip, we get it killed for a few chips
Got a new whip, new house, got a new zip
the stroll, little Ace
A soldier that was born to
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 niggas got behind her

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

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

I'm the to analyze ya
(What)
Move swift Kaiser
(Uh)
My surprise ya
(Yeah)
About 5'4", my .45 is
(Uh, uh)
Don't ya get live? Never judge your man by
(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, 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, I'ma do my
Watch me do my thang, do my thang
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, many steps and left
Niggas owe money, yo, niggas pay a penny less
Cease got the squeeze, I'ma let these fuckers
BK style, my Love 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 with Leo
Nigga's coke so raw, you need a sampler
better be as wise as me or die like me
Or go see the then and frown like me
Got niggas takin' pictures throwin' on me
Motherfuckers' all on me

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

Yeah, sicker on every record
Watch Sean, glock nine, nigga, necklace
Watch mine, about to niggas very jealous
Ice in every letter, untouchable, can't fuck with
Thug spit, arms shake, who I'm play
the CEO of the Coke on Broadway, huh?
Never heard so many from one man
I make bitches, fuck it, I the gun jam

Flows like a hundred grams o'
Cocaine raw, rip your whole off, uh
Make it real easy to lift your off
BK style, see Jay how
(What)
(Uh)
We don't play fair, we play
Go head, stand there, we spray
Live the 7-1-8
If ever 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
me do my thang, I'ma do my thang
For my niggaz, do my thang, do my thang
Uh, 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,

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