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 good to see us make money?
Feel good like everyday's
good see us takin off?
Doesn't it feel to see us ball?
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"

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

[Verse 2:
For the love of money, I it funky
Just thuggin back down in the
in the PJ's 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 streets and not be killed you get grown
Let a go on 'cause he chose to live his life wrong
All I know is life is short
And you can bring your non-exsistance if you want
Trust me, you don't nigga, live on, get'cha on (thug on)
Make you some cheese, get some and go get your buzz on
But must of all you gotta stay sucka-free, them out ya mix
That go for anything you do and they go all to jail, I trip
I share a hater to the side, ass nigga
fuckin up my vibe, that's right now, nigga
You done meet Bone, you ain't meet Leatherface
And I don't you wanna though, no!

[Verse 3:
My nigga, your ears and fuck what you heard (heard)
'Cause about 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?)
Chickenhead bitch from Miami said we was runnin when the war
Hoe stop, you don't know none nigga rollin me
What you puff? My niggaz hold on the B
For most of them niggaz they want peace when we
Like we ain't be hearin they be saying on the streets
So we gotta the heat
Speak if you want, but it to a mumble
louder than a whisper, oh and we gonna get'cha
Y'all Don't Know Me, ain't that what I told
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