Luyện nghe bài hát For My Niggaz

Ayo, that shit 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 East Coast
Tinted up Suburban, in the streets
All my niggas in the street wit
Muh'fucka which street you claim? Put 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 your rag up, playa put flag up

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

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

Whether or Sig on Crenshaw Ave
I'ma, get bitches, get that cash
I'ma, hit them switches, them spokes
I'ma, push that chicken, get that

I'ma, rock them dickies, Air Force
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 streets
All my niggas in the wit caine
Muh'fucka 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 block loc'n
Nigga put your rag up, playa put flag up

I'm on the til the pack get sold
Don't just roll, hit L.A. like Shaq and Kob'
Nigga please, got trees gold
Got connects with the 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 coppers holmes
We bust choppers
We on the block sent them on

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

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

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

All my playas who tan trees and chuck tails
Say they PD's and duck jail
Rock wife beaters with the plaided
Only top button buttoned, ready to somethin'

You fuckin' wit a gangsta rookie, gangsta lookie
Shoot up your feet make you boogie
Shoot up your if you gangsta look me
What you think sweet?
What you eat, nigga cookies?

Call state to the Center
The quake'll put staples in ya
zip up your stomach
Rip up your younguns, 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, hittin'
St. Ives and Ingbing, do my thing, yo

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

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

This is for my niggas on the West Coast
Six-four rollin', wheel motion
All my dogs on the just loc'n
Nigga, put your rag up, playa put your 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 them switches bounce
California put hands up nigga
Jump over the
I wanna hear the gate start to twitchin',

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