Luyện nghe bài hát For The Homies

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

[Verse 1: Kendrick
Somebody get ready to pass me the hit of that endo, I'm tryna get
I'm tryna get turned up like the fifteens in my Cadillac
Looking for E.T. to home
Tadow, the I kick reminisce the good days
Thinking back when we used to run in the swap meet for the chains
Pro Club t-shirts, whiter than
it a 1X-Tall, crispy with the cotton fashion
That's fashion if you come I'm from
Compton California, One love to the murder capital the sun
Young niggas running the street with heat bigger than me
But I don't trip, I still dip salsa 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, Telling me it's all
Woods, Now we looking for the birdy birdies
Stopped at the sto' to get some
Pulled up on the breezies, what do you know? I think they love us

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

2]
As I continue my day, copacetic
Headed to my momma's house to see what them greens are bout, hungry as hell
Had the right grub, I bail, some gas
ARCO station on Avalon, a relative hit me up as he rolled
We used to in line for Jordans, excited we got 'em
Rocking FUBU jeans with rubber bands tied to the bottom
Throwback jerseys, Chamberlain and James Worthy was two of my
I might out the green Larry Bird on special occasions
But I'm steady coasting, smoking on that Hiroshima
got a million roaches, I'm focussed but feeling good
The hanging on the sixties and Monte Carlos
Impalas and Tahoes, shoot something nigga, break that
I'm grabbing the city I'm supposed to
Making my presence felt like day, what can I say?
Every vocal is with the wisdom of a G
If you can't relate then 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 new Chuck Taylors
While giving you like fresh tapers
I'm a fool with it, go nuts
You like Tuck, the bounce then untuck
The bounce then up, a rare jewel, you duck
Take 'em to I must, this for the cool in us
ain't for you, so what?!