Luyện nghe bài hát That's How We Break Bread

p]
Huh huh, nigga
remember that shit me and bo did last year
Head for the jack, we done the motherfuckers
And got rich year you know what I'm sayin'

P and bo went on some dope, half on some dope, half on some dope
P and bo went half on some dope, turn a half ounce a key

Mo' money, mo mother fuckin'
Post on the block, come back and drop knots in the garbage
Peepin' out the with the ak
Paranoia, destroyer
Half a key on the livin' room table, and city to city I'm able
Cap a key for 10 and 12, my mexican got the gear
Breakin' a quarter ki', procedin' to make that mail,
p got the mix on the yay
Whippin 'em with the can't game , cause rain
So what you heard and pay 16 for this bird
We ki's and stackin' g's in the suburbs
Mouth full of dope, bold's you know
Them richmond niggas, quick to pull asshole
dope dealers, that only fuck with killers
One of the first the block to stack a mill because

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Everyday, all day, to get paid
ballin', that's how we break bread

p]
Nigga what, nigga what, been for 22 years
Finally came up, og with a pimp ? ? ? ,
And slang this quarter like calone, by that pervis ? ? ?
Ain't no limits to these hits I make
The ice cream man, the pin of the bay
Just got a bid of 20 birdies, stuck to the
S.k. 'bout to get my dirty, tru stand for hustla
So jump in the 500 sel and up
On my way way to sac. with them gats, 40 g's,
4 tires filled of that kill'
Don't give a if I die or go to the pen.
I'm headed to the end, a dope fiends best
So call me the richmond nino
Cause and money makes the world go 'round
45 k would by my work to, and blowin' dope to the
b.b. king blow the blues,
Bullets ? ? ? cause fools can't this
Niggas lose they life for stickin' they nose in my mix
And like a ? ? ? away from
I harvest these chickens until it's a drought man
I got more than craig, notorious like big
Put a playa in the back
And I you a bitch before I give you a buck
Hit the windows niggas chokin' on a fruit
I got ? ? ? on tha set in work sellin' fuckin' lemonheads
To the dope fiends, we 'em street queens
Hit the dope and pussy when the feds hit the scene
Now the hot ain't nobody got rocks
Laugh at the cops, organization like a clock

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Just another episode of how us no limit tru make our mail
Organized trained soldiers droppin' crumbs to the underworld
You know what I and like nigga p
Said every day, all day, hustlin' to get
That's how we bread hahahaha