Luyện nghe bài hát For My Niggas

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

This for my on the East Coast rollin'
Tinted up Suburban, in the swervin'
All my niggas in the wit caine
Muh'fucka which 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 block loc'n
Nigga put your rag up, playa put flag up

B in the mix again, I'm startin' shit again
I'm in the club with the fifth
West Coast sippin' gin
Coast niggas Belvedere, Cranberry 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 a ounce or more, bounce wit whores
Shit all my niggas strapped 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 dickies, Air Force 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 Coast rollin'
up Suburban, in the streets swervin'
All my niggas in the street wit
Muh'fucka which street you claim? Put glock up

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

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

All my niggas vatos locos ese's
SA's with SK's a fuck if the cops holmes
right fuck coppers holmes
We choppers holmes
We on the sent them choppers on

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

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

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

is for my niggas on the West Coast bouncin'
Six-four rollin', 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 tails
Say fuck they PD's and jail
Rock beaters with the plaided shirts
Only top button buttoned, ready to buck

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

Call state to the Center
The four quake'll put in ya
zip up your stomach
Rip up your younguns, 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 feathers knocked off, they get dropped off
From pickin' up bitches, hittin'
St. and Ingbing, I'ma do my thing, yo

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

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

This for my on the East Coast 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 on the West Coast bouncin'
Six-four rollin', three wheel
All my dogs on the block just
Nigga, put your rag up, playa put flag up

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

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

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