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 good to see us money?
Feel good like sunny
Feel good see us off?
Doesn't it feel good to see us
And they can't take it us at all
And if you agree 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 need none let it
Let it be known that my turn, let 'em turn
Be with these words I got
they sayin about the Line, we better kill 'em
'Cause I got up and I got mine don't I'm trippin
Really left niggaz behind to handle
They understand I'm in it to win it
out with a crowd full of criminals and killers
So pump your if ya feel it, hear me
We in it to it the realest
my remige, Thugline team, coming to kill something
Close to 30 million sold and thuggin, still strugglin
Wassup Bone? Gotta keep it real, so I tell them I don't know
think no more excuses when niggaz don't show
We came up poor, and I'm not going back to poor, no!

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

[Verse 3:
My nigga, cover your and fuck what you heard (heard)
'Cause it's about they bullshit be talkin, why?
in my business like they my bitches, got me hot (so hot, hot, hot, hot)
Run up, touch me, get burned,
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 know 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 gotta the heat
Speak if you want, but it to a mumble
Speak louder a whisper, oh and we gonna get'cha
Y'all Don't Me, ain't that what I told 'em?
Hope they knowin these pistols real's we toat, jokin
Naw nigga, we for in the field
what you want, but you suckas know the deal