Luyện nghe bài hát For the Homies

Bizzy]
Don't let the light skin fool you
This your homeboy
Lil' Bizzy the Kid, is definitely in the motherfuckin
As I sit down and I write this to my dear brother
Dear brother, heavenly and peace be unto you
in time of persecution, dear brother
I pray this letter greets you in good spirits and and health
I you
For the hood and the ghetto
Ain't nothin you but a homie

Bone]
For the homie, doin it tight, give you the off of my back
For the homie I sing songs in
For the family, I'll forget 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 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, spiritual kisses sellin
One, collaborations only to spread joy
One, for my father, the best

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

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

[K.O.]
My definition of a is a brother with pride
Therefore that I'll always have back not givin a care who's down to ride
To never you astray, to put his life in front of yours
I'm havin a vision in my mind, my 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 the real deal
As I poured a little liqour for, those who
My true, soldiers in the green the game of life and crashed

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