Luyện nghe bài hát For the Homies

[Intro:
Don't let the skin fool you nigga
This your real
Lil' the Kid, is definitely in the motherfuckin community
As I sit down and I write this letter to my brother
Dear brother, grace and peace be unto you
in your of persecution, dear brother
I this letter greets you in good spirits and peace and health
I you
For the hood and the ghetto
nothin you need but a homie

[Bizzy
For the homie, doin it tight, give you the shirt off of my
For the homie I sing in fact
For the family, I'll never you whatever you need
For the family, I'm walkin the streets, I you see
For my momma, I'm doin it again - I'm doin the best I can
Gotta my father, he fathered a man, man, man
For my sister, I help you on out with the
I do the best that I can, for my sister I tell 'em to spread the
For my brother, I you with a spiritual kiss
For my brother, spiritual kisses sellin
One, collaborations to spread that joy
One, for my father, the homeboy

[Chorus: Mr.
You can find me with my homies, I'll run
I'll never hide from my homies, I'm to ride
I'm down to die with all my homies, kickin with the Coast soldiers
Reppin for my homies, deep in the we stayin up

[Mr.
My homies, they're my young outlaws
Down for whatever it's on Jermaine makes his call
We you O.G., from the families locked away
Upstate bars up in Pelican Bay
All the rappers, who lost their in the struggle
From Biggie Smalls, 2Pac, Eazy-E we'll miss hustle
The trouble, the lights went out
It's still a war zone and you the homie, no doubt
Life of a vigilante, with the street
My homies are 'til, eternity
get bucked, trust no, man
I'm in the land where they bangin every kids on hand
Propaganda, in this man's world
A reject, with a meth-amphetamine burn
The world turns, leave you lonely
I'm your confidant, your one and only

[K.O.]
My of a homie is a brother with pride
Therefore that I'll always have your back not givin a who's down to ride
To leave you astray, to put his life in front of yours
I'm a vision in my mind, my dogs are seepin up through my pours
Cause I'm a blue thug, and I'm keepin it real
My dogs ain't never given away, that's what you call the real
As I poured a little liqour for, those who
My true, in the green the game of life and they crashed

[Mr.
My definition of a
My dogs never gonna leave me lonely
riders, we ain't no phonies
My styles and Mr. Capone-E's
ridin, through the city
Givin it up for Bizzy Bone and Nitty
Mr. Silent puts it down no pity
Rollin it up for all my homies are with me, with me