Luyện nghe bài hát Pour Out A Little Liquor

Pour out a little liquor for your homies,
This one go out to my nigga Mike Coolie
(Light up a fat one for one)
How you up, man?

I started young dust and livin' rough
You you mouth around my mama, you couldn't cuss, man
I had a down ass homie though we ran the
And on the at the age of fourteen, huh
I a nine and my nigga packed a forty-five
We drinkin' forties, lil' shorties livin' naughty
You couldn't us, long as I got my glock, fuck the coppers
on the block, slangin' rocks and makin' profits

I couldn't with the school life, I was a fool
I'll play that motherfucker for a man
Tonight'll be the night what we figurin'
Hustlin' in the rain felt no pain we drinkin'
them hoes like manure
First let my nigga fuck and then I fuck, how we do it
(Ha ha)

It's two niggaz up out the hood
Livin' just as good as we could
But since a can't be trusted
Hoes snitched to the police, now my nigga's
The cops whoopin' on my in jail
Tryin' to get a motherfucker to
And couldn't diss my nigga
Damn, I my nigga, pour out a little liquor

My cousin last year and I still can't let go
My died last year and I still can't let go
My cousin died year and I still can't let go
My cousin last year and I still can't let go

This out to all you so called G's
Pour out a little liquor for your real motherfuckin'
let the drink get like that y'all, huh
Pour out a little liquor, pour out a little
What's that you on?

on gin, smokin' on blunts and it's on
Reminisce about my niggaz, that's and gone
And now they buried, my eyes still get blurry
'Cuz I'm losin' all my homies and I
I got my against a brick wall, trapped in a circle
Boxin' with them suckers 'til my turn purple
Mama told me, "Son, there'll be days this"
wanna think so, I hit the drink and stay blitzed

We had plans of big time G's
Rolling in marked cars, them keys
And now I up the window, blaze up some indo
Get to' for my niggaz in the pen, yo
Your son's big and strong
And I'd love 'em like one of my own, til' you come
And the years fly with the quickness
You do the time, and I'll keep handlin' yo'

That's the way supposed to be
Homie, if it was me, you'd do the for me
Homie, I can remember scrapin' back to
Throwin' dogs on them suckers runnin' up on young hog
I hope my can paint a perfect picture
And let ya how much a nigga miss ya
out some liquor

My cousin last year and I still can't let go

at you
Drinkin' got you where you don't even give respect to partners
Pour out some liquor,
It ain't like that, tip that shit
Pour out a liquor

My died last year and I still can't let go
My died last year and I still can't let go
My cousin last year and I still can't let go
My died last year and I still can't let go

This for my Madman, Dagz, Hood, Silk, yeah
A little liquor for my y'all
We in this motherfuckin' piece,
out a little liquor, Young Queen, yeah
This one goes out to all my partners
Back in the Bay

Oaktown still in the motherfuckin'
(Pour out a liquor)
My nigga Richie Rich,
(I don't care, train, Hennessey)
All my real motherfuckin'
(Pour out a liquor)
And all my real in Marin, fuck you busta ass niggaz
Yeah nigga, pour out a liquor