Luyện nghe bài hát Pour Out A Little Liquor

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

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

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

It's two niggaz up out the hood
Livin' life just as as we could
But a bitch can't be trusted
snitched to the police, now my nigga's busted
The cops whoopin' on my in jail
Tryin' to get a motherfucker to
And nobody diss my nigga
Damn, I miss my nigga, pour out a little

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

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

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

We had plans of bein' big G's
in marked cars, movin' them keys
And now I roll up the window, up some indo
Get to' for my niggaz in the pen, yo
Your gettin' big and strong
And I'd love 'em like one of my own, you come home
And the years sure fly the quickness
You do the time, and keep handlin' yo' business

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

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

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

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

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

still in the motherfuckin' house
(Pour out a liquor)
My Richie Rich, Gov'na
(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, out a little liquor