Luyện nghe bài hát This How We Eat

Definition, gangsta, hustla, you
We make money, we eat, we
Pay attention,
Uhh, yeah, on
Uhh, uhh, some room
House, you know
Short Dog peep game, on

I'm down the street, beat, feets got on twenty-tweets
No beer-belly fool, we get it all for
Cocoa Puff the leaf, cloud up
We gangsta's makin' money, never been a scrub

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

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

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

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

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

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

I used to be able to jump from the free-throw line and
Now, I bust and crush tracks, nothin' really
Except, twelve-inch on my body
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, or money
I was at the wrong at the wrong time
Paramedics don't know, I was a of the crime

keep gettin' that money, mayne
Fuck niggaz, yeah, this is how we eat

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

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

Ask anybody, I stay
Most niggaz want pussy, get laid
Stayin' soft with a hoe crossed by a hoe
I break a bitch then I'm off with the dough

I'm so hungry, I can't to eat
I brand new shit down the street
is a game of chess who plays the best
Is the last one that's laid to

I know, you wanna eat good, it hard
To be a ghetto superstar
is the key, if ya want it, it could be
If ya know where ya goin' from the you could see
That's

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

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

Wanted a and a Lotus
Whatever feels, Raid on the roaches
I mean the whole damn scene was kinda
home to it, then we flipped the notice

Now, we big crib livin', and non-stop
hot women, cop drops with rims that don't stop spinnin'
And it's just the
as long as the game strong we gon' keep winnin'

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

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