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

Doesn't it feel to see us make money?
Feel good everyday's sunny
good see us takin off?
Doesn't it feel good to see us
And they can't take it us at all
And if you that we won't 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 Thuggish Ruggish on ya
Krayzie keepin it flaming, so indeed fire for ya
Water, need none let it burn
Let it be known that 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
left niggaz behind to handle business
They understand I'm in it to win it
Thug out with a crowd of criminals and killers
So pump your fists if ya it, hear me
We in it to keep it the
With my remige, team, coming to kill something
Close to 30 sold and still thuggin, still strugglin
Wassup with Bone? Gotta keep it real, so I tell them I don't
Can't think no more excuses when niggaz show
We came up from poor, and I'm not going to poor, no!

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

[Verse 3:
My nigga, cover your and fuck what you heard (heard)
'Cause it's they bullshit they be talkin, why?
Niggaz in my like they my bitches, got me hot (so hot, hot, hot, hot)
Run up, me, get burned, nigga
Said saw me at the Source out on the floor, dropped (what?)
bitch from Miami said we was runnin when the war popped
Hoe stop, you don't know none nigga with me
What shut you My niggaz hold on the B
For most of niggaz they want peace when we meet
Like we ain't be hearin 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 gonna
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 in the field
Believe what you want, but you suckas the deal