Luyện nghe bài hát For Mi Ni****

Ayo! Light shit 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 on the east coast rollin
up Suburban, in the streets swervin
All my in the street wit caine
Muh'fucka which street you claim? Put your up
This is for my niggas on the west bouncin
Six-four rollin, three wheel
All my dogs on the block loc'n
Nigga put your rag up, put your flag up

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

3]
All my playas who rock tan trees and chuck
Say they PD's and duck jail
Rock wife beaters with the plaided
Only top button buttoned, ready to somethin
You fuckin wit a rookie
Don't lookie
up your feet make you gangsta boogie
Shoot up jeep if you gangsta look me
you think this 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 younguns, make you pay to get 'em
how we play to get 'em, never pay for pigeons
Whether I, the truck to pick up clucks
To get they feathers knocked off, they get dropped off
From pickin up bitches, switches
St Ives and I'ma do my thing, yo

2X]

Yeah, (I 'em walk)
Beanie Sigel and that nigga Daz (and Kurupt)
Dogg Roc La Familia (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 start to nigga
play no games fool
And on 'em, yeah, and walk on 'em
Uh, and 'em walk, yeah, my nigga Beans...
Bouncin, bouncin...