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

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

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

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

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

Drinkin' on gin, smokin' on 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, trapped in a
Boxin' with them suckers 'til my turn purple
told me, "Son, there'll be days like this"
Don't wanna think so, I hit the drink and stay

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' for my niggaz in the pen, yo
Your son's big and strong
And I'd 'em like one of my own, til' you come 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 runnin' up on this young hog
I my words can paint a perfect picture
And let ya know how much a nigga ya
Pour out liquor

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

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

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
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
Pour out a little liquor, Young Queen,
This one goes out to all my mack
Back in the 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 ass niggaz
nigga, pour out a little liquor