Luyện nghe bài hát Niggaz Like Us

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

Whatsup that?

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

Whatsup with the bitches aye? Whatsup with the bitches

Fuck me, suck me, jack me, my diggidy-dick ejaculate

Whatsup with niggaz Whatsup with the niggaz aye?

Tell 'em not to with some niggaz like us!

(4x)

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

(4x)

Suckers can't get

Suckers get none

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

Eightball you got me main?

Yeah I got yo back

Let