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, make some
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 green leaf, up
We some gangsta's 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 know, what's up, niggaz been havin' game
O.G.'s me real good, bitch, I'm the same
Motherfucker 'em feel good, ya know my name
Bitch, if ya still could, do the same

thirteen albums in a row
Be like Too Short, baby, and 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
Pushin' Holt's high-heels when we the field

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

I used to be able to jump from the free-throw and bang
Now, I bust and crush tracks, nothin' changed
Except, twelve-inch on my body
What I mean by that, I was hit by hotties

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

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

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

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

Ask anybody, I paid
Most niggaz pussy, tryna get laid
Stayin' 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 brand new shit down the street
Life is a game of chess who plays the
Is the one that's laid to rest

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

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

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

a Benz and a Lotus
Whatever feels, sprayin' Raid on the
I mean the damn scene was kinda hopeless
Came home to it, we flipped the notice

Now, we big crib livin', Rockland and
With hot women, cop drops with rims don't stop spinnin'
And it's the beginnin'
'Cuz as long as the game we gon' keep winnin'

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

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