Luyện nghe bài hát Cheers

A lot of man
Lou Green, Shyne Stringer, Keith
Lawon, Goo Serve, Randy
what I'm doin' this for (Ew yeah!)

Yeah, we ain't to mourn
We to celebrate
So this one is for all my dogs that make it in the struggle man (Ew yeah!)

I's remember when I was on the ave clutchin' them
Gut touchin' my spine, bustin' my
Feelin' like I'm in them lost times
No sight of the future, damn I shoot ya (Ew yeah)
Palm on the Rooster
Old in the face, this hold on my case
Got my growth at a fast
Old folks like "O, oh a bad case"
He won't last, his record'll do the math
Crack solicitation on the is not new to your listeners
But is true, listen up
I gotta spew it and it all truth or else
I might as well give up, feel me now
From to pow pows, glocks to powder
I done did it all, so I my balls
And notice they still here, so is still here
So here's to you and daddy's new career

So your cups of beer
Put 'em up cheer
Here's a toast to all my soldiers who ain't
is it my niggas, this what we boast about
Get your bottles homie, pour out (Ew yeah)
Now your cups of gin
Put 'em up win
Here's a toast to never lookin' back
This is it my niggas, this what we boast
Get your homie, pour some out (Ew yeah)

Now I understand every man got a story to
But fuck it, I got a as well
Growin' up where us niggas either or jail
Popped by "Dirty Harry" or popped by the cops for yayo, locked in a cell
Who's to blame when I was raised in this hood, my crew was slain
a few remains, y'all talk about struggle
With your bubblegum lifestyles, fuck you
I'm today for fam passed away
deep six nigga, flesh decay
Real who had techs to spray
Babies to raise, miss cradles went straight to the grave
The life is in me
So I sip the Remy, my pockets scream "give me"
Lend me your ear, I'm guaranteein' feelin' me
Straight the block to the industry (C'mon)

So your cups of beer
Put 'em up cheer
Here's a toast to all my soldiers who ain't
This is it my niggas, this what we about
Get bottles homie, pour some out (Ew yeah)
Now grab cups of gin
Put 'em up win
a toast to never lookin' back again
This is it my niggas, what we boast about
Get your homie, pour some out (Ew yeah)