Luyện nghe bài hát For Mi Ni****

Ayo! Light that the fuck up man!

Y'all niggas get to get high!

What we doin in y'all, huh?
Everybody partyin, smokin,
Drinkin,

This for my niggas on the east rollin
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 motion
All my on the block just loc'n
put your rag up, playa put your flag up

1]
B Mack in the mix again, I'm shit again
I'm in the club with the fifth
West niggas sippin gin
East coast Belvedere, cranberry nigga mix it in
I'm in the back it's dark as hell
Shit you know me, VIP, spark the L
And I to roll a ounce or more, bounce wit whores
Shit all my niggas strapped what all the for
Whether deuce or Sig on Ave
I'ma, get them bitches, get that
I'ma, hit them switches, lift them
I'ma, push that chicken, get that
I'ma, rock them dickies, Air Force
Til the, feds come get me air out
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 and Kob'
Nigga please, got trees Aculpulco
Got connects the heat got the gats on hold
All my niggas vatos locos ese's
SA's with SK's a fuck if the cops holmes
That's right fuck holmes
We bust holmes
We on the sent them choppers on
niggas wit they khaki's creased
That'll clap police, that sling crack on the of streets
Or twenty niggas on the of blocks
That sling caps and rocks, who won't hesitate to clap the
Whether I, the truck to pick up clucks
To get feathers knocked off, then they get dropped off
From up bitches, hittin switches
St Ives to Ingbing do my thing, yo

3]
All my who rock tan trees and chuck tails
Say fuck PD's and duck jail
wife beaters with the plaided shirts
Only top button buttoned, ready to buck
You fuckin wit a gangsta
Don't gangsta
Shoot up feet make you gangsta boogie
Shoot up your jeep if you look me
What you think this What you eat, nigga gangsta cookies?
Call state to the Center
The four quake'll put in ya
zip up your stomach
Rip up younguns, make you pay to get 'em
That's how we to get 'em, never pay for pigeons
Whether I, push the truck to pick up
To get they feathers knocked off, then they get off
From pickin up bitches, switches
St Ives and Ingbing 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 your up!
(Kurupt)
Make switches bounce nigga
California put your up nigga
Jump the moon, I wanna hear the gate start to twitchin nigga
Don't play no games
And walk on 'em, yeah, and on 'em
Uh, and 'em walk, yeah, my nigga Beans...
Bouncin, bouncin...