Luyện nghe bài hát Cheers

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

Yeah, we ain't here to
We here to
So this one is for all my dogs didn't 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 in them lost times
No sight of the future, right I shoot ya (Ew yeah)
tight on the Rooster
Old in the face, 'cause this hold on my
Got my growth at a pace
Old like "O, oh he's a bad case"
He won't last, his track do the math
Crack solicitation on the is not new to your listeners
But is true, listen up
I gotta spew it and keep it all truth or
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 they 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
a toast to all my soldiers who ain't here
This is it my niggas, this what we boast
Get your bottles homie, pour 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 what we boast
Get your homie, pour some out (Ew yeah)

Now I understand every man got a 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 cops for yayo, locked in a cell
Who's to blame when I was raised in this hood, my crew was slain
Only a few remains, y'all talk about
With bubblegum lifestyles, nigga fuck you
I'm here today for fam away
Bodies deep six nigga, decay
cats who had techs to spray
Babies to raise, miss them cradles 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' feelin' me
Straight from the to the industry (C'mon)

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