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 here to
We to celebrate
So this one is for all my dogs that didn't make it in the man (Ew yeah!)

I's remember when I was on the ave clutchin' dimes
Gut touchin' my spine, my rhymes
Feelin' like I'm livin' in them lost
No sight of the future, damn I shoot ya (Ew yeah)
tight on the Rooster
Old in the face, 'cause hold on my case
Got my at a fast pace
Old like "O, oh he's a bad case"
He last, his track record'll do the math
solicitation on the Avenue is not new to your listeners
But this is true, up
I gotta it and keep it all truth or else
I might as give this up, feel me now
From rocks to pow pows, glocks to
I done did it all, so I my balls
And notice still here, so Obie is still here
So Kobi here's to you and new career

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

Now I understand every man got a story to
But it, I got a story as well
Growin' up where us niggas buried or jail
Popped by "Dirty Harry" or popped by the cops for they yayo, 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 bubblegum lifestyles, nigga fuck you
I'm here today for fam passed
Bodies six nigga, flesh decay
cats who had techs to spray
Babies to raise, miss them cradles straight to the grave
The hood is in me
So I sip the Remy, while my pockets "give me"
me your ear, I'm guaranteein' y'all feelin' me
Straight the block to the industry (C'mon)

So grab your of beer
Put 'em up cheer
Here's a toast to all my soldiers who here
This is it my niggas, this what we about
Get your bottles homie, some out (Ew yeah)
Now grab cups of gin
Put 'em up win
Here's a toast to never lookin' back
This is it my niggas, this what we about
Get bottles homie, pour some out (Ew yeah)