Luyện nghe bài hát For Mi Ni****

Ayo! that shit the fuck up man!

Y'all niggas get to get high!

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

This for my niggas on the coast rollin
up Suburban, in the streets swervin
All my niggas in the wit caine
Muh'fucka which street you claim? Put glock up
This is for my niggas on the west 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 again
I'm in the club with the again
West niggas sippin gin
coast niggas Belvedere, cranberry nigga mix it in
I'm in the where it's dark as hell
Shit you me, VIP, nigga spark the L
And I to roll a ounce or more, bounce wit whores
Shit all my niggas what all the bouncers for
deuce or Sig on Crenshaw Ave
I'ma, get them bitches, get that
I'ma, hit them switches, lift them
I'ma, that chicken, get that coke
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 til the pack get sold
Don't just roll
Hit L.A. like Shaq and
Nigga please, got Aculpulco gold
Got connects with the got the gats on hold
All my niggas vatos locos holmes
SA's with a fuck if the cops come holmes
That's right fuck holmes
We bust choppers
We on the block them choppers on
niggas wit they khaki's creased
That'll clap police, that sling crack on the back of
Or twenty niggas on the back of
That caps and rocks, who won't hesitate to clap the cops
I, push the truck to pick up clucks
To get they feathers off, then they get dropped off
pickin up bitches, hittin switches
St Ives to I'ma do my thing, yo

3]
All my playas who rock tan trees and chuck
Say fuck they and duck jail
Rock wife beaters with the plaided
top button buttoned, ready to buck somethin
You wit a gangsta rookie
Don't gangsta
Shoot up your feet make you gangsta
Shoot up your jeep if you gangsta me
What you think this sweet? you eat, nigga gangsta cookies?
Call to the Staples Center
The quake'll put staples in ya
Nigga zip up your
Rip up your younguns, you pay to get 'em
how we play to get 'em, never pay for pigeons
Whether I, push the truck to pick up
To get they feathers knocked off, then get dropped off
From up bitches, hittin switches
St Ives and Ingbing 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 switches bounce nigga
California put your hands up
Jump over the moon, I wanna hear the gate to twitchin nigga
Don't play no games
And on 'em, yeah, and walk on 'em
Uh, and 'em walk, yeah, my nigga Beans...
Bouncin, bouncin...