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
Dogg House, you
Short Dog game, come on

I'm down the street, beat, feets got on twenty-tweets
No fool, we get it all for eats
Puff the green leaf, cloud up
We some gangsta's 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 know, what's up, niggaz been 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
never be another broke-ass nigga

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

Fuck a suit, I'm out to where we juice
the Bentley coupe and spend endless loot
Runnin' game the brain or the stainless steel
Pushin' Holt's high-heels when we bang the

With the heat out, the whole hood with G-clout
Invisible for niggaz to keep out
You ain't got to ask what the are what we 'bout
Whatever, get the cheddar than an nigga can 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 scars on my
What I by that, I was hit by some hotties

Call somebody, I'm in this motherfucker bloody
It because of my shoes, clothes or money
I was at the wrong place at the wrong
Paramedics know, I was a victim of the crime

Just keep gettin' that money,
Fuck 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 hoes so slick
Do yo' and get rich
And get wise, with the game ya got
You could slang some rocks, but better ya spot

Ask anybody, I stay
niggaz want pussy, tryna get laid
Stayin' soft with a hoe getchu by a hoe
I break a bitch down I'm off with the dough

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Y'all niggaz better stop 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, you know
The cat got money how we eat nigga
go, oh boy