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 up, man?

I started young kickin' and livin' rough
You watch you 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 packed a nine and my nigga packed a
We drinkin' forties, lil' livin' naughty lives
You couldn't stop us, long as I got my glock, fuck the
Hangin' on the block, slangin' and makin' profits

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

two niggaz comin' 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 nigga in
Tryin' to get a motherfucker to
And couldn't diss my nigga
Damn, I miss my nigga, pour out a little

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

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

on gin, smokin' on blunts and it's on
Reminisce about my niggaz, dead and gone
And now buried, sometimes my eyes still get blurry
'Cuz I'm losin' all my homies and I
I got my back against a brick wall, in a circle
Boxin' with them suckers 'til my knuckles 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, them keys
And now I up the window, blaze up some indo
Get to' for my niggaz in the pen, yo
Your son's gettin' big and
And I'd love 'em like one of my own, til' you home
And the years sure fly with the
You do the time, and I'll handlin' yo' business

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

My cousin died last 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 like that, tip that shit 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 last and I still can't let go
My cousin died last and I still can't let go

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

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