Luyện nghe bài hát This How We Eat

Definition, gangsta, hustla, you
We money, we eat, we feed
Pay attention,
Uhh, yeah, on
Uhh, uhh, some room
Dogg House, you
Short Dog game, come on

I'm ridin' down the street, beat, feets got on
No fool, we get it all for eats
Cocoa Puff the green leaf, up
We some makin' money, never been a scrub

Whattchu know about dope?
But the only you good for now is droppin' the soap
Goldie Loc, Tray Deee, Too Short, no
'em how we eat and what we all about, nigga

These hoes know, up, niggaz been havin' game
O.G.'s tell me good, bitch, I'm the same
Motherfucker 'em feel good, ya know my name
Bitch, if ya still could, you'd do the

Made albums in a row
Be Too Short, baby, and pimp a hoe
so easy, if ya know how to get it
You'll never be broke-ass nigga

We got top-notch hoes, y'all fools got
We eatin' sirloin steak, y'all fools eat
We got top-notch hoes, y'all got crack-hoes
We eatin' sirloin steak, fools eat Cheerios

a business suit, I'm out to where we juice
Push the Bentley and spend endless loot
Runnin' game from the brain or the stainless
Holt's high-heels when we bang the field

With the heat out, jack the whole hood G-clout
Invisible perimeters for to keep out
You ain't got to ask what the fuck are what we
Whatever, get the cheddar than an nigga can out

I used to be to jump from the free-throw line and bang
Now, I bust and tracks, nothin' really changed
Except, twelve-inch scars on my
What I by that, I was hit by some hotties

somebody, I'm layin' in this motherfucker bloody
It wasn't because of my shoes, clothes or
I was at the wrong place at the time
Paramedics know, I was a victim of the crime

Just keep gettin' money, mayne
them niggaz, yeah, this is how we eat

We got, top-notch hoes, y'all got crack-hoes
We eatin' steak, y'all fools eat Cheerios

Don't be trick, you know these so slick
Do yo' and get rich
And get wise, with the game ya got
You could slang some rocks, but change ya spot

Ask anybody, I paid
Most want pussy, tryna get laid
soft with a hoe getchu crossed by a hoe
I break a bitch down then I'm off with the

I'm so hungry, I wait to eat
I ride new shit down the street
Life is a game of who plays the best
Is the last one that's laid to

I know, you wanna eat good, it ain't
To be a real ghetto
Focus is the key, if ya want it, it be
If ya know where ya goin' from the you could see
That's

We got top-notch hoes, y'all got crack-hoes
We eatin' sirloin steak, fools eat Cheerios
We got hoes, y'all fools got crack-hoes
We eatin' sirloin steak, y'all eat Cheerios

Catch me headed out West Impala
And when they see balkin' and be 'bout [Incomprehensible]
Too Short, Eastsidaz, and ya boy Big Tig
It's on and poppin' now, but we want this big

Wanted a Benz and a
Whatever feels, sprayin' on the roaches
I mean the whole damn scene was kinda
Came home to it, then we flipped the

Now, we big livin', Rockland and non-stop
With hot women, cop drops with rims that stop spinnin'
And just the beginnin'
'Cuz as long as the game strong we keep winnin'

Big Tigger, Too Short, drops it so
lets us go get us a team of flat screens
Three cars, cribs and three bikes
When I drop this hot shit, I'm cop three plus three mics

Y'all niggaz better playin' and get yo' game tight
Too Short, Eastsidaz, Big Tig, oh boy
number 13 nigga, y'all better stop chasin' the cat
And chase that money, well, unless you
The cat got money how we eat nigga
go, oh boy