Luyện nghe bài hát Pour Out A Little Liquor

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

I started kickin' dust and livin' rough
You watch you mouth around my mama, you cuss, man
I had a down ass though we ran the streets
And on the at the age of fourteen, huh
I packed a nine and my nigga packed a
We drinkin' forties, lil' shorties livin' naughty
You couldn't stop us, long as I got my glock, the coppers
Hangin' on the block, slangin' rocks and profits

I couldn't fuck with the life, I was a fool
I'll play that for a tool man
Tonight'll be the that's what we figurin'
Hustlin' in the rain felt no 'cuz we drinkin'
Playin' them hoes 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 cops on my nigga in jail
to get a motherfucker to tell
And couldn't diss my nigga
Damn, I my nigga, pour out a little liquor

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

This 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 buried, sometimes my eyes still get blurry
'Cuz I'm losin' all my homies and I
I got my back against a brick wall, trapped in a
Boxin' with them suckers my knuckles turn purple
Mama told me, "Son, there'll be days this"
Don't wanna think so, I hit the drink and blitzed

We had of bein' big time G's
in marked cars, movin' them keys
And now I up the window, blaze up some indo
Get to' down for my 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 sure fly with the quickness
You do the time, and I'll handlin' yo' business

the way it's supposed to be
Homie, if it was me, do the shit 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 picture
And let ya know how much a nigga ya
Pour out some

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

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

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

for my nigga Madman, Dagz, Hood, Silk, yeah
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

Oaktown still in the house
(Pour out a liquor)
My nigga Rich, Gov'na
(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