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 East Coast
Tinted up Suburban, in the swervin'
All my niggas in the 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 loc'n
put your rag up, playa put your flag up

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

I'm in the back where dark as hell
you know 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 them bitches, get cash
I'ma, hit them switches, lift them
I'ma, push that chicken, get that

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

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

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

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

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

Whether I, push the to pick up clucks
To get they knocked off, then they get dropped off
From pickin' up bitches, switches
St. Ides to Ingbing 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 claim? Put your up

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

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

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

state to the Staples Center
The quake'll put staples in ya
zip up your stomach
Rip up younguns, make you pay to get 'em
how we play to get 'em, never pay for pigeons

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

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

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

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

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

Make them switches nigga
California put your up nigga
over the moon
I wanna the gate start to twitchin', nigga

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