Luyện nghe bài hát For My Niggaz

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

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

B in the mix again, I'm startin' shit again
I'm in the club the fifth again
West niggas sippin' gin
East Coast niggas Belvedere, Cranberry 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, bounce wit
Shit all my niggas strapped what all the for

deuce or Sig on Crenshaw Ave
I'ma, get bitches, get that cash
I'ma, hit switches, lift 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 niggas on the East Coast
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 on the West Coast bouncin'
rollin', three wheel motion
All my dogs on the just loc'n
Nigga put your rag up, playa put flag up

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

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

Twenty niggas wit khaki's creased
clap police, that sling crack on the back of streets
Or niggas on the back of blocks
That sling and rocks, who won't hesitate to clap 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. Ides to I'ma do my thing, yo

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

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

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

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

Call state to the Staples
The four 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, pay for pigeons

Whether I, the truck to pick up clucks
To get they feathers knocked off, then they get 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
which street you claim? Put your glock up

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

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

This is for my niggas on the West bouncin'
rollin', three wheel motion
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 Pound Roc La
(Dogg Pound)
For life, do it that, put your hands up

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

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