Luyện nghe bài hát For the Homies

[Intro:
Don't let the skin fool you nigga
This your real
Lil' Bizzy the Kid, is definitely in the motherfuckin
As I sit down and I write this to my dear brother
Dear brother, heavenly grace and 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 mothfuckin and the ghetto
Ain't you need but a homie

Bone]
For the homie, doin it tight, give you the off of my back
For the homie I songs 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 - I'm doin the best that I can
Gotta my father, he fathered a man, man, man
For my sister, I you on out with the nephews
I do the best that I can, for my sister I 'em to spread the love
For my brother, I you with a spiritual kiss
For my brother, kisses sellin peace
One, collaborations only to that joy
One, for my father, the best

Mr. Silent]
You can find me with my homies, never run
I'll never hide from my homies, I'm down to
I'm down to die with all my homies, with the West Coast soldiers
for my homies, deep in the streets we stayin up

[Mr.
My homies, my young thug outlaws
for whatever when it's on Jermaine makes his call
We miss you O.G., from the families away
behind bars up in Pelican Bay
All the rappers, who their life in the struggle
From Biggie Smalls, 2Pac, Eazy-E we'll miss your
The trouble, when the went out
It's a war zone and you still the homie, no doubt
Life of a vigilante, with the authority
My homies are forever 'til,
Enemies get bucked, no, man
I'm in the land where bangin every kids on they hand
Propaganda, in this white man's
A reject, with a meth-amphetamine burn
The turns, never leave you lonely
I'm your confidant, your one and only

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

[Mr.
My definition of a
My dogs never gonna leave me lonely
Straight riders, we ain't no
My criminal styles and Mr.
ridin, through the city
Givin it up for Bone and Frank Nitty
Mr. Silent puts it down showin no
Rollin it up for all my homies that are me, with me