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

(Eazy E)

DJ STEVE!!

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

(2Pac)

ever since a was a seed
Only thing to me was the penitentiary
still
Ridin on these niggaz cause they
In a '61
still in this game
can you me
it on my momma
Im a thug
Up befo the sun
quicker than the dealers
me if it's on
nigga then we first to
Bust on these niggaz hit em up
WESTSIDE!!!
Ain't love me as a broke nigga
on the trigger
Lord forgive me if I niggaz
I love my strapped
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
nah nigga tear shed
for all my in the pen
peers dead
Niggaz ballin

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

(2Pac)
Now everybody see us dead
Two on the front page
shot to
to the head
Niggaz out my name
and its to rain
Mothafuckas Im comin
so they runnin to they

Swoop down with my nigga from the
give a fuck
would you niggaz now

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

(Eazy E)

on fools with a quickness
and they got no for this sickness
i get
for the way i kick this
a G'sta
an Whos Dat?}
a real playa Eazy
and i live my life straight
dont need no payin me
and broke groupies and hoochies faze me
i take two steps back and myself
to put platinum and gold on a shelf
i dont
but i tellem it straight up iz
befo you do a record partna the bizness
and dont get caught slippin on the
or you wonda
up on them ends G
i call a
a spade and get
G
the way
so i love to em

(The Game)

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

(50 Cent)

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

(The Game)
ready? Here I
Call Lloyd Banks and get this motherfucker
It took two,
But got it done
Signed G-unit
Had like "huh?"
try to front
I'll leave yo ass
Thinkin Im a
Get fucking head lumped
got a gun

(50 Cent)

Ready here he
Gotta ven-detta
To get che-dda
wit my
The
Sip
My sounds betta
Than
On Im a savage
I
Any tryin to front on my clique (G-Unit!)