Luyện nghe bài hát All I Need

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

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

Nigga, we did you done and what you talkin' about
droppin' drugs up out of town and keepin' dope in the house
Ain't give my life to that 'cause it's and out
That's how it is you exposed in the south
See

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 niggas down to with me
(Hey, hey)

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

The of my first murda
With no remorse and no
Hell, cuz I ain't know this nigga
The shit was deep I just let it go
While I was shootin' 'bout my
Fruitin' bout my dough,
I bust his ass the last muthafucka

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

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

Every nigga was gettin'
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
Betta call us

All I is big guns 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 niggas to ride with me
(Hey, hey, hey)

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

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

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

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 niggas to ride with me
(Hey, hey, hey)

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

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