Luyện nghe bài hát For All My Niggaz Bitches

Well that slow flow, D-O-double-G, nigga
See other fools but you can't see me, nigga
Who am I? (It's motherfucker)
Do or die (We a fuck motherfucker)
So slow roll, I'm In Control like Janet
The loc-est twenty-one year old nigga that's on this
Take it for granted, if ya want to, 'cause I'm
my strap then clear the corner, bitch!!

So all my bitches and my niggas and my and my bitches
Wave your hands in the air
And if you don't a shit
we don't give a shit
Wave your motherfucking in the air
So all my niggas and my bitches and my and my niggas
your motherfucking hands in the air
And if you don't give a
we don't give a fuck
Wave motherfucking hands in the air

Now on a one, two, three who it be
with a group of gangsta shit for ninety-three
So arrived nigga, back on up
And let me and my Dogg Kurupt shit up
Now can't see me here or there
I bails, I put it down on the ground
'cause ain't shit for in the Coupe
With the beat off gold D's
And my cousin Snoop well, you know what I mean
And it don't take much, for the Dogg Pound to a cap
In your ass, for getting us all up
Now check it, a calling for niggas like Doggs
Who supposed to be the shit, but steadily like hogs
(Yes y'all) Walk the Doggs (yes y'all) Yiggy
Stay full of that gin and juice and a ball

I a strap, like that, I kicks it like this
Now how bitches must get dick?
Before say, that Daz is that nigga from back in the day
Ya never ever thought I'd see him busting Dr. Dre
Cause I grips mics, I rips in half
be coming to my flat so I can tap that ass

So all my bitches and my and my niggas and my bitches
Wave your hands in the air
And if you don't a shit
we don't give a shit
Wave your fingers in the air
So all my niggas and my bitches and my bitches and my
Wave motherfucking hands in the air
And if you don't a fuck
we don't give a fuck
Wave motherfucking hands in the air

You're headed my way, nigga you to hit a you-turn quick
So what's happening? I'm shit up like a Western flick
The of the clique, top notch
17 Glock cocked, so all nigga drop
The run of the mill fool get off for trying to serve
The best Kurupt's era, peep the terror, 'cause it's a fest
I smoke chronic everyday, so what we
Another motherfucker, getting served like some
Now who, drops (ruff rhymes) I got full Juice 2Pac
(plus I'm) rolling with two
Fly can't see Kurupt
Hell-raising like Pinhead, beware I'm tearing shit the up
Slow your roll, like your legs was
Who's joking? Rakim never joked, so why I loc?
Now that's my idol, check the vital rhyme doe
Running em like Flo Jo, on Death Row
Mediocre motherfuckers die 'cause I'm it
They can't fuck or see me I'm mass murdering
(Smoking indo, look out my window I suppose)
(Niggas don't understand how we different flows)
(I'm raw like new footage) I'm rugged a BF Goodrich
(Bring your set and get your hood lynched)
(Drop to your knees a dog in heat)
the murderous styles and the poetical techniques

So all my bitches and my niggas and my niggas and my
Wave your hands in the air
And if you give a shit
Like we give a shit
Wave your motherfucking in the air
So all my niggas and my bitches and my and my niggas
Wave your hands in the air
And if you don't a fuck
Like we give a fuck
Wave your hands in the air

Check it out, Rage, ready for the breakdown
down, when it comes to the mic I'm putting my weight down
And that's 175 of beed
Beating yo' ass down to the
Fool, act like ya
I'm stranded on Death Row with no to go, so
a girl to do
Take out a crew, or two, a few, you want to do?

Throw your guns in the motherfucking air, we don't
(Niggas don't give a nigga)
About nothing at all, just my and clocking the grip bitch
(Niggas don't give a nigga)
That's why I can it so tuff, 'cause when times get ruff, my
(Niggas don't give a nigga)
The clique I'm with, don't give a shit, ya why?
(Real niggaz don't a fuck)

To all my and my niggas
Wave motherfucking hands in the air
To all my bitches and my
your motherfucking hands in the air
To all my and my niggas
And if you don't give a
Like we give a shit
your motherfucking fingers in the air