Luyện nghe bài hát For My Niggas

Ayo, light shit the fuck up man
Y'all niggas get ready to get
What we doin' in y'all, huh?
Everybody partyin', smokin', bullshittin', drinkin',

for my niggas on the East Coast rollin'
Tinted up Suburban, in the swervin'
All my niggas in the street wit
which street you claim? Put your glock up

This is for my on the West Coast bouncin'
Six-four rollin', wheel motion
All my dogs on the just loc'n
Nigga put your rag up, put your flag up

B Mack in the mix again, I'm startin' shit
I'm in the club the fifth again
West Coast sippin' gin
East Coast Belvedere, Cranberry nigga mix it in

I'm in the back where dark as hell
Shit you know me, VIP, nigga the L
And I come to roll a or more, bounce wit whores
all my niggas strapped what all the bouncers for

Whether or Sig on Crenshaw Ave
I'ma, get them bitches, get 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 come get me air out
the, P H I L L Y, to the, L B C to C P T, uh

This for my on the East Coast rollin'
Tinted up Suburban, in the swervin'
All my niggas in the wit caine
Muh'fucka which street you Put your glock up

This is for my niggas on the West Coast
rollin', three wheel motion
All my dogs on the block loc'n
Nigga put your rag up, playa put flag up

I'm on the block til the pack get
Don't pack just roll, hit L.A. like and Kob'
Nigga please, got Aculpulco gold
Got connects the heat got the gats on hold

All my niggas locos holmes ese's
SA's with SK's a fuck if the cops come
That's right fuck coppers
We bust holmes
We on the block sent them on

Twenty niggas wit khaki's creased
That'll clap police, that sling on the back of streets
Or niggas on the back of blocks
That sling caps and rocks, who won't to clap the cops

Whether I, push the to pick up clucks
To get feathers knocked off, then they get dropped off
From pickin' up bitches, hittin'
St. Ides to Ingbing do my thing, yo

This for my niggas on the East Coast
Tinted up Suburban, in the swervin'
All my niggas in the wit caine
Muh'fucka street you claim? Put your glock up

This is for my niggas on the Coast bouncin'
rollin', three wheel motion
All my dogs on the block just
Nigga put rag up, playa put your flag up

All my playas who rock tan trees and chuck
Say fuck they and duck jail
Rock beaters with the plaided shirts
Only top button buttoned, to buck somethin'

You fuckin' wit a rookie, don't gangsta lookie
Shoot up your feet make you boogie
Shoot up your jeep if you gangsta me
What you this sweet?
What you eat, gangsta cookies?

state to the Staples Center
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, never pay for

Whether I, the truck to pick up clucks
To get they knocked off, then they get dropped off
From up bitches, hittin' switches
St. and Ingbing, I'ma do my thing, yo

This for my niggas on the East rollin'
Tinted up Suburban, in the streets
All my niggas in the wit caine
Muh'fucka which you claim? Put your glock up

This is for my niggas on the West Coast
rollin', three wheel motion
All my dogs on the block loc'n
Nigga, put your rag up, put your flag up

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 on the West Coast bouncin'
Six-four rollin', three wheel
All my dogs on the block loc'n
Nigga, put your rag up, put your flag up

Yeah, Beanie Sigel and nigga Daz Dillinger
(I 'em walk, and Kurupt)
Pound Roc La Familia
(Dogg Pound)
For life, do it like that, put your up

Make them switches nigga
put your hands up nigga
Jump the moon
I wanna the gate start to twitchin', nigga

Don't play no games
And walk on 'em, and walk on 'em
Uh and make 'em walk, yeah, my nigga
Bouncin',