Luyện nghe bài hát Cheers

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

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

I's remember when I was on the ave clutchin' them
Gut touchin' my spine, my rhymes
Feelin' I'm livin' in them lost times
No sight of the future, damn right I ya (Ew yeah)
tight 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 last, his track 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 this up, me now
From to pow pows, glocks to powder
I did it all, so I clutch my balls
And they 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 to all my soldiers who ain't here
This is it my niggas, what we boast about
Get bottles homie, pour some out (Ew yeah)
Now grab your 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 man got a story to tell
But fuck it, I got a story as
up where us niggas either buried or jail
Popped by "Dirty Harry" or popped by the for they yayo, locked in a cell
Who's to blame I was raised in this hood, where my crew was slain
Only a few remains, y'all talk about
With your bubblegum lifestyles, fuck you
I'm here today for fam passed
Bodies deep six nigga, flesh
Real cats who had techs to
Babies to raise, miss cradles went straight to the grave
The life is in me
So I sip the Remy, while my pockets "give me"
Lend me your ear, I'm guaranteein' y'all me
from the block to the industry (C'mon)

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