Luyện nghe bài hát For My Niggaz

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

This for my on the East Coast rollin'
Tinted up Suburban, in the streets
All my in the street wit caine
Muh'fucka which 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 block just
Nigga put rag up, playa put your flag up

B Mack in the mix again, I'm 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 as hell
you know me, VIP, nigga spark the L
And I come to a ounce or more, bounce wit whores
Shit all my niggas strapped all the bouncers for

Whether deuce or Sig on Ave
I'ma, get them bitches, get cash
I'ma, hit them switches, lift them
I'ma, that chicken, get that 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 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 on the West Coast bouncin'
Six-four rollin', three motion
All my dogs on the block just
Nigga put your rag up, 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 trees Aculpulco
Got connects the heat got the gats on hold

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

Twenty niggas wit they khaki's
That'll clap police, that sling crack on the of streets
Or niggas on the back of blocks
That sling caps and rocks, who hesitate to clap the cops

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

for my niggas on the East Coast rollin'
Tinted up Suburban, in the swervin'
All my in the street wit caine
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 on the block just loc'n
Nigga put your rag up, playa put your up

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

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

Call state to the Center
The four quake'll put in ya
Nigga zip up your
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, then they get off
From pickin' up bitches, hittin'
St. Ives and Ingbing, do my thing, yo

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

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

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 glock up

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

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

Make them switches bounce
California put your up nigga
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 nigga
Bouncin',