Luyện nghe bài hát All I Need

People got to have
(Gangsta)
Just like
(Just that)
My for murda
(Murda)
Couple of brown
(Pounds of brown)
Couple
(Couple DT's)
Fo' or five of them big things call shoppas

See I was in the slums
But tote guns distribute and run
out on the one and one servin' the bomb
Niggas talk about Miami but they scared to
Leavin' they family in just to play in the sun

Nigga, we did what you done and what you talkin'
Like droppin' up out of town and keepin' dope in the house
give my life to that 'cause it's over and out
That's how it is when you exposed in the
See

All I need is big on the side of me
'Bout a a brick of yay and a pound of weed
Straight do or die bitches die for me
How many down to ride with me
(Hey, hey)

All I need is big on the side of me
'Bout a half a of yay and a pound of weed
Straight do or die that'll die for me
How many niggas to ride with me
(Hey, hey, hey)

The reenactment of my murda
With no and no feelin's
Hell, cuz I ain't know this nigga
The was deep I couldn't just let it go
While I was 'bout my money
bout my dough, bitch
I his ass like the last muthafucka

Went in with them stunnas, came out with cuttas, cut up
You shoulda the muthafucka jumpin' thumpin'
Bullet after bullet fully after fully
You went in bad choppas
I still got 'em, that nigga begged for his life but I shot him
I let him know bitch, this is how I 'bout ya
I asked him out but now his momma 'bout to about him

I'm the era of the goodfellas, you know
Nigga like Big Ike, Big Bob and Bo Dilly
I growed up on the watchin' Murph and them
Murph dropped the top on the bird, nigga was hurtin' them
I take this shit back to thirties and
Let's see that's way before them Bama-ass and loaves
in the days when the ave was jumpin'

Every nigga was money
Every corner was and jumpin'
Huh, but now we in the new era
A new game a different thang and a whole buncha new
Money, money,
Every time, I'll say it every time
call us murderers

All I need is big guns on the of me
'Bout a a brick of yay and a pound of weed
do or die bitches that'll die for me
How many niggas to ride with me
(Hey, hey, hey)

All I is big guns on the side of me
'Bout a half a brick of yay and a of weed
do or die bitches that'll die for me
How many niggas down to with me
(Hey, hey, hey)

The boy think he gettin' paid, out
Squeezin' AK's, on the ground lay
That's how we do shit in Dade
bee's, snappin' pictures plottin' killin' me
Them killed my dogg, naw it couldn't be
Gotta straighten this shit, got SK's extra clips
Holla "killer head", and make them flip the script

Cut it back to light, the left, rip the right
Them my eyes, these bitches down to die tonight
Pull right on the side, raise it up that thang
Went "bang, bang" till their brains hang
I live for this, so damn right I kill for
And when I get that feelin', ain't gon' be no hit or

All I is big guns on the side of me
'Bout a half a of yay and a pound of weed
Straight do or die that'll die for me
How many down to ride with me
(Hey, hey, hey)

All I need is big guns on the of me
a half a brick of yay and a pound of weed
Straight do or die that'll die for me
How many down to ride with me
(Hey, hey, hey)

(Gangsta)
Just that
(Just that)
My for murda
(Murda)
Couple of brown
(Pounds of brown)
Couple
(Couple DT's)
Fo' or five of them big things call shoppas