Luyện nghe bài hát Pour Out A Little Liquor

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

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

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

It's two niggaz up out the hood
Livin' life as good as we could
But since a can't be trusted
Hoes to the police, now my nigga's busted
The whoopin' on my nigga in jail
Tryin' to get a to tell
And couldn't nobody diss my
Damn, I my nigga, pour out a little liquor

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

goes out to all you so called G's
Pour out a little liquor for your motherfuckin' partners
Don't let the get like that y'all, huh
Pour out a liquor, pour out a little liquor
What's you drinkin' on?

Drinkin' on gin, on blunts and it's on
Reminisce about my niggaz, that's dead and
And now they buried, sometimes my eyes get blurry
'Cuz I'm losin' all my and I worry
I got my back against a brick wall, in a circle
Boxin' with suckers 'til my knuckles 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 bein' big 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, you come home
And the sure fly with the quickness
You do the time, and I'll keep handlin' yo'

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

My cousin died last year and I still let go

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

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

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

Oaktown still in the motherfuckin'
(Pour out a liquor)
My Richie Rich, Gov'na
(I care, Night train, Hennessey)
All my real partners
(Pour out a liquor)
And all my real in Marin, fuck you busta ass niggaz
Yeah nigga, pour out a liquor