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 dont
on a dope track
back
strapped with the fat sac
and a '78 lac
oh
gangsta
i got
bud
i serve
it aint no thang
i hang OG
playas dont set
or you might get what we call a rat
i dont slack when it come to
i get g funk to a gangsta beat
its so sweet when you got money to
i got a proper big tilt 'n' a fly big
i ends
spend my
oh no fo
how it is
and how it go
act you know
when i creep slow
givin love to the playas that i is real

(2Pac)

ever a nigga was a seed
Only thing promised to me was the
still
Ridin on these cause they lame
In a '61
still heavy in this
can you me
it on my momma
Im a thug
Up befo the sun
quicker the drug dealers
me if it's on
nigga then we to bomb
on these bitch-made niggaz hit em up
WESTSIDE!!!
Ain't nobody love me as a broke
on the trigger
Lord forgive me if I smoke
I my females strapped
love fuckin 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 tear
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 we do it so show us some love
is how we do
We a move 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

(2Pac)
Now everybody see us dead
Two murdered on the page
to death
bullets to the
Niggaz out my name
and its similar to
Mothafuckas know Im
so they runnin to graves

Swoop down with my nigga the Pound
{Eazy}dont give a
you coward niggaz now

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

(Eazy E)

on fools with a quickness
and they got no cure for this
i get
for the way that i kick
a G'sta
an Whos Dat?}
a real playa named
and i my life straight crazy
dont need no payin me
and broke groupies and hoochies faze me
i take two back and release myself
to put and gold on a record shelf
i dont
but i tellem like it up iz
befo you do a partna handle the bizness
and get caught slippin on the under
or you wonda
whats up on ends G
i a spade
a spade and get
G
the way
so i give to em

(The Game)

I put Daytonas on that Cherry 64
White walls so clean like Im ridin on bolbs
Hit one mayne
ass so low
Cali got niggas in New York ridin on hundred
Touch me me kiss me please me
I it to ya just how you like it girl
Your now with 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 wrap up ya punk ass ya done
Homie its Game

(The Game)
ready? I come
Call Banks and get this motherfucker crunk
It two, months
But Fifty got it
Signed with
Had niggas "huh?"
Dont try to
leave yo ass slumped
Thinkin Im a
Get your fucking head
got a gun

(50 Cent)

Ready here he
Gotta ven-detta
To get this
wit my
The
Sip
My flow sounds
Than
On tracks Im a
I
Any nigga tryin to on my clique (G-Unit!)