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

(Eazy E)

DJ STEVE!!

Aww Yea
lets take a
sit back and light a spliff
with and dont slip
on a funky track
jump
strapped with the fat sac
and a '78 lac
oh
gangsta
i got
bud
i doves
like it no thang
i hang OG
dont set trip
or you might get we call a rat pack
i slack when it come to streets
i get real g to a gangsta beat
its so when you got money to spend
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 like you
when i creep real
givin love to the playas that i is real

(2Pac)

ever since a nigga was a
thing promised to me was the penitentiary
still
Ridin on these niggaz cause lame
In a '61
still heavy in this
can you me
Blame it on my
Im a nigga
Up befo the sun
quicker the drug dealers
me if it's on
nigga then we to bomb
Bust on bitch-made niggaz hit em up
WESTSIDE!!!
Ain't nobody me as a broke nigga
Finger on the
Lord forgive me if I smoke
I love my strapped
love fuckin from the
I get my in stacks
Californias I'm at ridin'
Passed by these niggaz wonder why
I got and didnt die
let em see whos to try
Did I cry
hell nah tear shed
for all my in the pen
many 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 show us some
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 show us love

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

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

Keep
ain't bout nuttin
Busters thought we was
so and keep dumpin

(Eazy E)

dump on fools a quickness
and they got no cure for sickness
i get
for the way that i this
a G'sta
an OG'sta{a Whos
a real playa Eazy
and i my life straight crazy
need no punk-fools payin me
and broke and hoochies dont faze me
i take two steps back and release
to put platinum and gold on a shelf
i brag
but i tellem like it up iz
befo you do a record partna the bizness
and dont get caught on the under
or you might
whats up on them 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 clean 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 with the best fo' pound 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 ya done
Homie its time

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

(50 Cent)

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