Luyện nghe bài hát For My Niggas

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

This for my niggas on the Coast 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', wheel motion
All my dogs on the just loc'n
Nigga put your rag up, playa put flag up

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

I'm in the back where it's dark as
Shit you me, VIP, nigga spark the L
And I come to roll a ounce or more, wit whores
Shit all my niggas what all the bouncers for

deuce or Sig on Crenshaw Ave
I'ma, get bitches, get that cash
I'ma, hit them switches, lift them
I'ma, that chicken, get that coke

I'ma, rock them dickies, Air Ones
Til the, come get me air out guns
the, P H I L L Y, to the, L B C to C P T, uh

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

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

I'm on the til the pack get sold
Don't pack roll, hit L.A. like Shaq and Kob'
Nigga please, got trees Aculpulco
Got with the heat got the gats on hold

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

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

Whether I, push the truck to up clucks
To get they feathers knocked off, they get dropped off
From pickin' up bitches, switches
St. Ides to I'ma do my thing, yo

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

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

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

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

state to the Staples Center
The quake'll put staples in ya
Nigga zip up stomach
Rip up younguns, make you pay to get 'em
That's how we play to get 'em, pay for pigeons

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

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

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

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 your up

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

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

Make switches bounce nigga
California put your hands up
over the moon
I wanna hear the gate to twitchin', nigga

play no games fool
And on 'em, yeah and walk on 'em
Uh and make 'em walk, yeah, my Beans
Bouncin',