Luyện nghe bài hát Niggaz Like Us

Rollin' down Park bumpin' maze
My Caddy them switches, got them bitches in a daze
on the gank, smokin' dank, goin' nuts
And all I see is dope and dead niggaz guts
Sometimes I go and click and smack my bitch up the gat
Or blow up niggaz cars, cause I heard they me fat
No I'm not a wimp, cause the is in my nature
I got too many hoes bein' away, but ain't my
I'ma dope seller, stick 'em up, killer or
Game slangin' birds, 211 or 187
Smack up my on the street that owe me ends
Learn from the start, in the ain't no friends
Just a lot of bitches they hands out

Whatsup with

Smilin' in my face, stabbin' me in my fuckin' back
All up in my business, whatsup with my grip
Steppin' up, one died with a mouth full of pimp shit

Whatsup the bitches aye? Whatsup with the bitches aye?

Fuck me, suck me, jack me, 'til my ejaculate

Whatsup with niggaz aye? Whatsup the niggaz aye?

Tell 'em not to fuck with some niggaz us!

(4x)

I'm for the pump and the loaded automatic
It's 6/5 bombs the box in the attic
A phone from Eightball let me know the scope
T-Money and J.B. had to scope a hoe
Not a true bitch, but a true bitch
We rollin' thick as hell so how the fuck that figure?
His gun nor his gang is be a threat to us
With 1 bomb, 1 got him at the dusk
And the nigga down me said:(Damn G you been having gank?)
And at that very moment, he was askin' me to it
A nigga ain't suppose to smoke a and get sad
And thats the example of a killer goin' bad
I gotta take him out, if he he'll confess
So you ready?(Yeah)
Shoot him in the *1 Shot*(I got him)
One mo' motherfucker dead over
Guess he really know the niggaz he was runnin' with
M.J.G., and Killa-B
Lil' Han and J-Smooth, and J.B.
Lettin' these imitation know
like us don't be headin' to the flo'..HOE!

(4x)

Suckers get none

Suckers get none

G. pass me my so I can load my lil' uzi gun

Eightball you got me covered

Yeah I got yo main

Let