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 like sunny
Feel good see us off?
Doesn't it good to see us ball?
And they take it from us at all
And if you that we won't fall sing "la da di da da di da di da di da"

[Verse 1:
Back at'cha, it's the thug with the droppin more Thuggish Ruggish on ya
Krayzie keepin it flaming, so indeed fire for ya
Water, don't none let it burn
Let it be known that my turn, let 'em turn
Be concerned with words I got
Whatever they sayin about the Line, we kill 'em
'Cause I got up and I got mine mean I'm trippin
Really left behind to handle business
don't understand I'm in it to win it
Thug out with a crowd full of and killers
So pump your fists if ya 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, strugglin
Wassup with Bone? Gotta keep it real, so I tell them I know
Can't think no more excuses when don't show
We came up poor, and I'm not going back to poor, no!

[Verse 2:
For the love of money, I keep it
thuggin 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 than a mil
Like how to it on these 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 life is already
And you can bring your non-exsistance closer if you
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 you do and they go all to jail, I don't trip
I a hater to the side, devil ass nigga
Always fuckin up my vibe, that's right now,
You meet Krayzie Bone, you ain't meet Leatherface
And I don't think you though, no!

[Verse 3:
My nigga, cover your and fuck what you heard (heard)
'Cause about 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 Miami said we was runnin the war popped
Hoe stop, you don't none nigga rollin with me
What shut you puff? My niggaz on the B
For most of niggaz they want peace when we meet
we ain't be hearin what they be saying on the streets
So we bring the heat
Speak if you want, but 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 these pistols that we toat, jokin
Naw nigga, we for in the field
what you want, but you suckas know the deal