Luyện nghe bài hát I Don't Know What

This is how we do it, we do it...
This is how we do it, we do it...
This is how we do it, we do it...
This is how we do it, we do it...

Doesn't it good to see us make money?
Feel like everyday's sunny
good see us takin off?
Doesn't it feel to see us ball?
And they can't it from us at all
And if you agree that we fall sing "la da di da da di da di da di da"

1: Krayzie]
Back at'cha, it's the thug with the most droppin more Ruggish on ya
Krayzie keepin it flaming, so it's fire for ya
Water, don't need none let it
Let it be that it's my turn, let 'em turn
Be concerned with words I got
they sayin about the Line, we better kill 'em
'Cause I got up and I got mine don't mean I'm
Really left niggaz behind to business
They don't I'm in it to win it
Thug out a crowd full of criminals and killers
So pump your if ya feel it, hear me
We in it to keep it the
my remige, Thugline team, coming to kill something
Close to 30 million sold and still thuggin, still
Wassup with Gotta keep it real, so I tell them I don't know
Can't think no excuses when niggaz don't show
We up from poor, and I'm not going back to poor, no!

[Verse 2:
For the of money, I keep it funky
Just thuggin down in the ghetto
Sleep in the they let me so I love 'em back
By keepin it real, givin 'em that they can feel
Like need more than a mil
Like how to make it on these and not be killed before you get grown
Let a nigga go on 'cause he to live his life wrong
All I know is is already short
And you can bring your closer if you want
Trust me, you don't nigga, on, get'cha thug on (thug on)
Make you some cheese, get some weed and go get buzz on
But must of all you gotta sucka-free, them bustas out ya mix
That go for anything you do and go all to jail, I don't trip
I share a hater to the side, ass nigga
Always fuckin up my vibe, that's right now,
You done meet Krayzie Bone, you meet Leatherface
And I don't think you though, no!

[Verse 3:
My nigga, cover your ears and fuck what you (heard)
'Cause it's they bullshit they be talkin, why?
Niggaz in my business they my bitches, got me hot (so hot, hot, hot, hot)
Run up, touch me, get burned,
they saw me at the Source out on the floor, dropped (what?)
Chickenhead bitch from said we was runnin when the war popped
Hoe stop, you don't know none nigga rollin me
What shut you puff? My niggaz on the B
For most of them niggaz they peace when we meet
Like we be hearin what they be saying on the streets
So we gotta the heat
if you want, but keep it to a mumble
Speak louder than a whisper, oh and we get'cha
Y'all Don't Know Me, ain't what I told 'em?
Hope they knowin pistols real's that we toat, jokin
Naw nigga, we for real in the
what you want, but you suckas know the deal