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

(Eazy E)

DJ STEVE!!

Aww Yea
lets a trip
just sit back and light a
with this and slip
on a dope track
back
strapped with the fat sac
and a '78 lac
oh
gangsta
i got
bud
i doves
it aint no thang
i with OG
playas dont set
or you get what we call a rat pack
i dont slack when it come to
i get real g funk to a gangsta
its so sweet you got money to spend
i got a proper big tilt 'n' a fly big
i make
my dough
oh no fo
how it is
and how it go
act you know
when i creep real
givin love to the playas that i know is

(2Pac)

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

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

(2Pac)
Now everybody see us dead
Two on the front page
to death
bullets to the
Niggaz holla out my
and its similar to
know Im comin
so they runnin to they

Swoop down with my nigga from the
{Eazy}dont a fuck
you coward niggaz now

Keep
ain't worried nuttin
Busters thought we was
so reload and dumpin

(Eazy E)

dump on fools with a
and got no cure for this sickness
i get
for the way that i kick
like a
an OG'sta{a Whos
a real playa Eazy
and i my life straight crazy
dont need no punk-fools me
and broke groupies and hoochies dont me
i take two steps back and release
to put platinum and gold on a shelf
i dont
but i tellem like it up iz
befo you do a record partna the bizness
and get caught slippin on the under
or you wonda
whats up on ends G
i a spade
a and get payed
G
the way
so i love to em

(The Game)

I put gold Daytonas on Cherry 64
White walls so looks like Im ridin on bolbs
Hit one mayne
ass so low
Cali got niggas in New York on hundred spokes
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 on my chest (Ah!)

(50 Cent)

50 uh
uh
Em came n nigga fresh 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 motherfucker crunk
It two, months
But Fifty got it
Signed G-unit
Had niggas "huh?"
try to front
I'll yo ass slumped
Thinkin Im a
Get your fucking head
got a gun

(50 Cent)

Ready he come
Gotta sick
To get che-dda
wit my
The
Sip
My sounds betta
average
On Im a savage
I
Any nigga tryin to on my clique (G-Unit!)