Luyện nghe bài hát For My Niggaz

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'ma, rock them dickies, Air Force
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 Coast
Tinted up Suburban, in the streets
All my in the street wit caine
Muh'fucka street you claim? Put your glock up

is for my niggas on the West Coast bouncin'
Six-four rollin', three motion
All my dogs on the block just
put your rag up, playa put your 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 with the got the gats on hold

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

niggas wit they khaki's creased
That'll clap police, that 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, the truck to pick up clucks
To get they feathers knocked off, then they get off
pickin' up bitches, hittin' switches
St. to Ingbing I'ma do my thing, yo

This for my niggas on the Coast rollin'
Tinted up Suburban, in the streets
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
put your rag up, playa put your flag up

All my playas who rock tan and chuck tails
Say they PD's and duck jail
Rock wife beaters with the plaided
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 your jeep if you look me
you think this sweet?
What you eat, gangsta cookies?

Call state to the Staples
The four quake'll put in ya
zip up your 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 truck to up clucks
To get they feathers off, then they get dropped off
From up bitches, hittin' switches
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 claim? Put your up

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

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

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

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

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

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