Luyện nghe bài hát Pour Out A Little Liquor

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

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

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

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

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

This goes out to all you so G's
Pour out a liquor for your real motherfuckin' partners
let the drink get like that y'all, huh
Pour out a liquor, pour out a little liquor
that you drinkin' on?

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

We had plans of big time G's
Rolling in marked cars, movin' them
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, til' you home
And the years sure fly the quickness
You do the time, and I'll handlin' yo' business

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

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

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

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 last year and I can't let go

This for my 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 out to all my mack 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 motherfuckin' partners
(Pour out a liquor)
And all my real partnas in Marin, fuck you ass niggaz
Yeah nigga, pour out a little