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
with and dont slip
on a funky dope
back
strapped the fat buddha sac
and a '78 lac
oh
lean
i got
bud
i serve
it aint no thang
i hang OG
dont set trip
or you get what we call a rat pack
i slack when it come to streets
i get real g funk to a gangsta
its so sweet when you got to spend
i got a big tilt 'n' a fly big benz
i make
spend my
oh no fo
how it is
and how it go
act like you
i creep real slow
givin love to the playas that i is real

(2Pac)

ever since a was a seed
Only promised to me was the penitentiary
still
Ridin on these niggaz cause lame
In a '61
still heavy in this
can you me
it on my momma
Im a thug
Up the sun rise
quicker than the dealers
Tell me if on
nigga then we first to
on these bitch-made niggaz hit em up
WESTSIDE!!!
Ain't love me as a broke nigga
on the trigger
Lord forgive me if I niggaz
I my females strapped
love from the back
I get my in stacks
Californias I'm at ridin'
Passed by while these niggaz why
I got and didnt die
let em see next to try
Did I cry
hell nah tear shed
for all my in the pen
peers dead
Niggaz still

(Hook){50
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
is how we do
We a move 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

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

Swoop down with my from the Pound
{Eazy}dont give a
would you niggaz now

Keep
worried bout nuttin
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
like a
an OG'sta{a Dat?}
a real named Eazy
and i live my life crazy
dont need no payin me
and groupies and hoochies dont faze me
i two steps back and release myself
to put platinum and gold on a shelf
i brag
but i tellem like it up iz
befo you do a record handle the bizness
and dont get slippin on the under
or you might
up on them ends G
i a spade
a and get payed
G
the way
so i love to em

(The Game)

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

(50 Cent)

50 uh
uh
Em came n gotta nigga fresh out the
gun
fuck em
We wrap up ya punk ass stunt ya
Homie its time

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

(50 Cent)

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