Luyện nghe bài hát Cheers

A lot of man
Lou Green, Stringer, Keith Stringer
Lawon, Goo Serve, Little
That's what I'm this for (Ew yeah!)

Yeah, we here 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 I was on the ave clutchin' them dimes
Gut my spine, bustin' my rhymes
Feelin' like I'm livin' in them lost
No of the future, damn right I shoot ya (Ew yeah)
Palm tight on the
Old in the face, 'cause this on my case
Got my growth at a fast
Old folks "O, oh he's a bad case"
He won't last, his track do the math
Crack solicitation on the Avenue is not new to listeners
But is true, listen up
I gotta spew it and keep it all or else
I might as well give up, feel me now
From to pow pows, glocks to powder
I did it all, so I clutch my balls
And notice still here, so Obie is still here
So Kobi here's to you and daddy's new

So your cups of beer
Put 'em up let's
Here's a toast to all my who ain't here
This is it my niggas, this what we about
Get your bottles homie, some out (Ew yeah)
Now your 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)

Now I every man got a story to tell
But fuck it, I got a as well
up where us niggas either buried or jail
Popped by "Dirty Harry" or popped by the cops for yayo, locked in a cell
Who's to when I was raised in this hood, where my crew was slain
a few remains, y'all talk about struggle
With your lifestyles, nigga fuck you
I'm here today for fam away
Bodies deep six nigga, decay
Real who had techs to spray
Babies to raise, miss them cradles went straight to the
The hood is in me
So I sip the Remy, my pockets scream "give me"
Lend me ear, I'm guaranteein' y'all feelin' me
Straight from the block to the (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 boast
Get your bottles homie, some 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, what we boast about
Get your bottles homie, some out (Ew yeah)