Luyện nghe bài hát For Mi Ni****

Ayo! Light that shit the up man!

Y'all niggas get to get high!

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

This for my niggas on the east rollin
Tinted up Suburban, in the swervin
All my niggas in the wit caine
which street you claim? Put your glock up
This is for my niggas on the west bouncin
Six-four rollin, three motion
All my dogs on the block just
Nigga put rag up, playa put your flag up

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

3]
All my playas who rock tan and chuck tails
Say they PD's and duck jail
Rock beaters with the plaided shirts
Only top button buttoned, to buck somethin
You fuckin wit a gangsta
Don't lookie
Shoot up your make you gangsta boogie
up your jeep if you gangsta look me
What you think this sweet? What you eat, gangsta cookies?
Call state to the Center
The four put staples 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
I, push the truck to pick up clucks
To get they knocked off, then they get dropped off
From pickin up bitches, switches
St Ives and I'ma do my thing, yo

2X]

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