Luyện nghe bài hát For The Homies

And is for the homies
I'm bout the swap meets, Rollie
Chain-wearing niggas with the tee
tell the truth, yeah you know we...

[Verse 1: Lamar]
Somebody get ready to pass me the hit of that endo, I'm tryna get
I'm tryna get turned up the fifteens in my Cadillac brown
for E.T. to phone home
Tadow, the I kick reminisce the good days
Thinking back we used to run in the swap meet for the Rollie chains
Pro Club t-shirts, whiter than
Make it a 1X-Tall, crispy the cotton fashion
That's fashion if you come where I'm
California, One love to the murder capital under the sun
Young niggas running around the street with bigger than me
But I don't trip, I still dip like to a chip
Rolling Rosecrans to scoop up my man, A-Mack
He talking about some foolishness on how we can pick up on hoes, believe that
And so I scooped him round 3:30, me it's all good
Tiger Woods, Now we looking for the birdies
Stopped at the to get some rubbers
Pulled up on the breezies, Well what do you know? I think they us

And is for the homies
I'm talking the swap meets, Rollie
Chain-wearing niggas with the tee
Baby tell the truth, yeah you know we got it on
And if you feel (hey)
Raise your hands and throw up your hood (hey)
Represent the city you know you should (hey)
I want to sure that you understood we got it going on
(Is right? Is that right?) We got it going on
(Is right? Is that right?) We got it going on
(Is that right? Is that right?) We got it on
(Is that right? Is that right?) We got it on

2]
As I my day, quite copacetic
Headed to my momma's house to see what them are talking bout, hungry as hell
Had the grub, I bail, need some gas
station on Avalon, a relative hit me up as he rolled past
We used to in line for Jordans, excited we got 'em
platinum FUBU jeans with rubber bands tied to the bottom
Throwback jerseys, Chamberlain and James was two of my favorites
I might out the green Larry Bird on special occasions
But anyway I'm steady coasting, on that Hiroshima
Ashtray got a million roaches, I'm but feeling good
The hanging on the sixties and Monte Carlos
Impalas and Tahoes, shoot something nigga, break fifty
I'm the city like I'm supposed to
my presence felt like Christmas day, what can I say?
Every is spoken with the wisdom of a G
If you can't relate please have a seat

3]
So, wherever you located, you let it be known
And put on for the of which you was grown
I put on like brand new Taylors
While giving you cuts fresh tapers
I'm such a fool it, go nuts
You like Tuck, the bounce then untuck
The bounce then throw up, a jewel, you duck
Take 'em to school I must, this for the in us
ain't for you, so what?!