Luyện nghe bài hát Pour Out A Little Liquor

Pour out a little liquor for homies, nigga
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 watch you mouth around my mama, you 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' lives
You couldn't stop us, long as I got my glock, fuck the
on the block, slangin' rocks and makin' profits

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

It's two niggaz up out the hood
Livin' just as good as we could
But since a bitch can't be
snitched to the police, now my nigga's busted
The cops whoopin' on my nigga in
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 last year and I still can't let go
My cousin died last and I still can't let go

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

Drinkin' on gin, on blunts and it's on
about my niggaz, that's dead and gone
And now they buried, sometimes my 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 suckers 'til my knuckles turn purple
Mama told me, "Son, there'll be days this"
Don't wanna so, I hit the drink and stay blitzed

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

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

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

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

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

for my nigga 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 mack
in the motherfuckin' Bay

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