Luyện nghe bài hát For Mi Ni****

Ayo! Light that shit the up man!

Y'all niggas get to get high!

What we in here y'all, huh?
partyin, smokin, bullshittin
Drinkin,

This for my niggas on the east coast
up Suburban, in the streets swervin
All my niggas in the wit caine
which street you claim? Put your glock up
This is for my niggas on the coast bouncin
Six-four rollin, three wheel
All my dogs on the just loc'n
put your rag up, playa put your flag up

1]
B Mack in the mix again, I'm startin shit
I'm in the club with the again
West niggas sippin gin
East coast Belvedere, cranberry nigga mix it in
I'm in the back it's dark as hell
you know me, VIP, nigga spark the L
And I to roll a ounce or more, bounce wit whores
Shit all my niggas strapped all the bouncers for
Whether or Sig on Crenshaw Ave
I'ma, get them bitches, get cash
I'ma, hit them switches, them spokes
I'ma, that chicken, get that coke
I'ma, them dickies, Air Force Ones
Til the, feds get me air out guns
the, P H I LL Y, to the, L B C to C P T, uh

2]
I'm on the block til the get sold
Don't pack roll
Hit L.A. like Shaq and
Nigga please, got trees gold
Got with the heat got the gats on hold
All my niggas locos holmes ese's
SA's SK's a fuck if the cops come holmes
That's right coppers holmes
We bust choppers
We on the block sent them on
Twenty wit they khaki's creased
clap police, that sling crack on the back of streets
Or twenty niggas on the of blocks
sling caps and rocks, who won't hesitate to clap the cops
Whether I, push the truck to pick up
To get they feathers knocked off, then get dropped off
pickin up bitches, hittin switches
St Ives to Ingbing do my thing, yo

3]
All my playas who rock tan trees and chuck
Say fuck they PD's and duck
Rock wife beaters with the shirts
Only top button buttoned, to buck somethin
You wit a gangsta rookie
Don't lookie
Shoot up feet make you gangsta boogie
Shoot up your jeep if you look me
What you think sweet? What you eat, nigga gangsta cookies?
Call state to the Staples
The quake'll put staples in ya
Nigga zip up your
Rip up your younguns, you pay to get 'em
That's how we play to get 'em, pay for pigeons
Whether I, the truck to pick up clucks
To get they feathers knocked off, then get dropped off
pickin up bitches, hittin switches
St and Ingbing I'ma do my thing, yo

2X]

Yeah, (I 'em walk)
Beanie Sigel and that nigga Daz (and Kurupt)
Pound Roc La Familia (Dogg Pound)
For life, do it like that, put hands up!
(Kurupt)
Make them bounce nigga
put your hands up nigga
Jump over the moon, I hear the gate start to twitchin nigga
Don't no games fool
And walk on 'em, yeah, and on 'em
Uh, and make 'em walk, yeah, my Beans...
Bouncin, bouncin...