Luyện nghe bài hát How We Do (Remix) ft Tupac And Eazy E

(Eazy E)

DJ STEVE!!

Aww Yea
lets a trip
just sit and light a spliff
with this and slip
on a funky track
back
strapped the fat buddha sac
and a '78 lac
oh
lean
i got
bud
i serve
like it no thang
i hang OG
playas dont set
or you might get what we a rat pack
i dont when it come to streets
i get real g funk to a beat
its so sweet when you got to spend
i got a big tilt 'n' a fly big benz
i ends
spend my
oh no fo
how it is
and how it go
act like you
i creep real slow
givin love to the that i know is real

(2Pac)

ever since a nigga was a
Only thing promised to me was the
ballin
Ridin on these cause they lame
In a '61
still in this game
can you me
it on my momma
Im a thug
Up befo the sun
than the drug dealers
Tell me if on
nigga then we to bomb
Bust on bitch-made niggaz hit em up
WESTSIDE!!!
nobody love me as a broke nigga
Finger on the
Lord forgive me if I niggaz
I love my females
love from the back
I get my in stacks
where I'm at ridin'
Passed by while niggaz wonder why
I got shot and die
let em see whos to try
Did I cry
hell nah nigga shed
for all my in the pen
many dead
Niggaz still

(Hook){50
is how we do
We make a move and act a while we up in the club
is how we do
Nobody do it we do it so show us some love
is how we do
We make a move and act a fool we up in the club
is how we do
Nobody do it like we do it so us some love

(2Pac)
Now everybody wanna see us
Two murdered on the front
shot to
bullets to the
Niggaz out my name
and its similar to
know Im comin
so runnin to they graves

Swoop down with my nigga from the
{Eazy}dont give a
would you coward now

Keep
ain't worried bout
thought we was frontin
so and keep dumpin

(Eazy E)

on fools with a quickness
and they got no for this sickness
i get
for the way i kick this
like a
an OG'sta{a Whos
a real playa named
and i live my life crazy
dont no punk-fools payin me
and broke and hoochies dont faze me
i two steps back and release myself
to put platinum and on a record shelf
i dont
but i like it straight up iz
befo you do a partna handle the bizness
and get caught slippin on the under
or you wonda
up on them ends G
i a spade
a and get payed
G
the way
so i give to em

(The Game)

I put gold on that Cherry 64
White walls so clean looks like Im on bolbs
Hit one switch
ass so low
Cali got niggas in New York ridin on hundred
me tease me kiss me please me
I give it to ya just how you it girl
Your now rockin the best fo' pound on my hip
Gold chain on my (Ah!)

(50 Cent)

50 uh
uh
Em came n gotta nigga out the slum
gun
fuck em
We up ya punk ass stunt ya done
Homie its Game

(The Game)
Here I come
Call Lloyd Banks and get this crunk
It two, months
But got it done
with G-unit
Had niggas "huh?"
Dont try to
I'll yo ass slumped
Im a punk
Get your head lumped
got a gun

(50 Cent)

Ready he come
Gotta sick
To get this
wit my
The
Sip
My flow betta
Than
On tracks Im a
I
Any nigga tryin to front on my (G-Unit!)