Luyện nghe bài hát Pour Out A Little Liquor

Pour out a little for your homies, nigga
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 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 packed a and my nigga packed a forty-five
We drinkin' forties, lil' shorties livin' naughty
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 school life, I was a
I'll play that motherfucker for a man
Tonight'll be the that's what we figurin'
Hustlin' in the rain no pain 'cuz we drinkin'
Playin' them like manure
let my nigga fuck and then I fuck, that's how we do it
(Ha ha)

It's two niggaz comin' up out the
Livin' just as good as we could
But since a can't be trusted
Hoes snitched to the police, now my nigga's
The whoopin' on my nigga in jail
to get a motherfucker to tell
And nobody diss my nigga
Damn, I miss my nigga, out a little liquor

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
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 get like that 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 my niggaz, that's dead and gone
And now they buried, my eyes still get blurry
'Cuz I'm all my homies and I worry
I got my back a brick wall, trapped in a circle
Boxin' with suckers 'til my knuckles turn purple
told me, "Son, there'll be days like this"
Don't wanna think so, I hit the drink and 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' 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 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, you'd do the for me
Homie, I can remember back to back
Throwin' dogs on them suckers runnin' up on young hog
I hope my words can a perfect picture
And let ya know how a nigga miss ya
out some liquor

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

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

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

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

Oaktown still in the motherfuckin'
(Pour out a liquor)
My nigga 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