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

(Eazy E)

DJ STEVE!!

Aww Yea
lets take a
just sit and light a spliff
with and dont slip
on a funky dope
jump
strapped the fat buddha sac
and a '78 lac
oh
lean
i got
bud
i serve
like it aint no
i with OG
dont set trip
or you might get we call a rat pack
i dont slack when it come to
i get real g funk to a beat
its so sweet you got money to spend
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 like you
when i real slow
givin love to the playas i know is real

(2Pac)

ever a nigga was a seed
Only promised to me was the penitentiary
still
Ridin on niggaz cause they lame
In a '61
still heavy in game
can you me
Blame it on my
Im a nigga
Up befo the sun
quicker the drug dealers
Tell me if on
nigga then we to bomb
Bust on bitch-made niggaz hit em up
WESTSIDE!!!
Ain't love me as a broke nigga
on the trigger
Lord me if I smoke niggaz
I love my females
love fuckin from the
I get my in stacks
Californias I'm at ridin'
Passed by while these 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
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 we do it so show us some love
is how we do
We make a move and act a while 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 murdered on the page
shot to
to the head
Niggaz out my name
and its similar to
know Im comin
so they to they graves

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

Keep
ain't worried nuttin
Busters we was frontin
so and keep dumpin

(Eazy E)

dump on with a quickness
and got no cure for this sickness
i get
for the way that i kick
a G'sta
an OG'sta{a Whos
a real playa Eazy
and i my life straight crazy
dont no punk-fools payin me
and broke groupies and dont faze me
i take two steps back and myself
to put and gold on a record shelf
i brag
but i tellem it straight up iz
you do a record partna handle the bizness
and dont get caught slippin on the
or you might
up on them 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 looks like Im ridin on
Hit one mayne
ass so low
Cali got niggas in New York ridin on hundred
Touch me tease me kiss me me
I give it to ya how you like it girl
Your now rockin with the best fo' on my hip
Gold on my chest (Ah!)

(50 Cent)

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

(The Game)
ready? I come
Lloyd Banks and get this motherfucker crunk
It took two,
But got it done
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
Than
On Im a savage
I
Any tryin to front on my clique (G-Unit!)