Luyện nghe bài hát Pour Out A Little Liquor

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

I started young dust and livin' rough
You you mouth around my mama, you couldn't cuss, man
I had a down ass though we ran the streets
And on the at the age of fourteen, huh
I packed a and my nigga packed a forty-five
We drinkin' forties, lil' livin' naughty lives
You couldn't us, long as I got my glock, fuck the coppers
Hangin' on the block, slangin' 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 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 comin' up out the
life just as good as we could
But since a can't be trusted
snitched to the police, now my nigga's busted
The cops on my nigga in jail
to get a motherfucker to tell
And nobody diss my nigga
Damn, I miss my nigga, pour out a little

My cousin died last year and I still let go
My cousin 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

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

Drinkin' on gin, smokin' on blunts and on
Reminisce about my niggaz, that's and gone
And now they buried, sometimes my still get blurry
'Cuz I'm losin' all my and I worry
I got my against a brick wall, trapped in a circle
Boxin' with them 'til my knuckles turn purple
told me, "Son, there'll be days like this"
Don't wanna so, I hit the drink and stay blitzed

We had plans of bein' big G's
Rolling in marked cars, movin' keys
And now I up the window, blaze up some indo
Get to' down for my 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 sure 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, do the shit for me
Homie, I can remember back to back
Throwin' dogs on them suckers runnin' up on young hog
I hope my words can paint a perfect
And let ya know how a nigga miss ya
Pour out some

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

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

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

This for my nigga Madman, Dagz, Hood, Silk,
A little for my homies y'all
We in motherfuckin' piece, yeah
Pour out a little liquor, Young Queen,
This one goes out to all my mack
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 partnas in Marin, you busta ass niggaz
Yeah nigga, pour out a liquor