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, make room
House, you know
Short Dog peep game, on

I'm ridin' down the street, beat, got on twenty-tweets
No beer-belly fool, we get it all for
Cocoa Puff the 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
Loc, Tray Deee, Too Short, no doubt
Tell 'em how we eat and what we all about,

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

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 another nigga

We got top-notch hoes, 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

Fuck a business suit, I'm out to where we
the Bentley coupe and spend endless loot
Runnin' game from the brain or the steel
Pushin' Holt's when we bang the field

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

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

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

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

We got, hoes, y'all fools got crack-hoes
We eatin' sirloin steak, 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 some rocks, but better change ya spot

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

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

I know, you wanna eat good, it ain't
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
game

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

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

Wanted a and a Lotus
Whatever feels, sprayin' on the roaches
I the whole damn scene was kinda hopeless
Came to it, then we flipped the notice

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

Big Tigger, Too Short, it so mean
That lets us go get us a of flat 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 playin' and get yo' game
Too Short, Eastsidaz, Big Tig, oh boy
Album number 13 nigga, better stop chasin' the cat
And chase that money, well, unless you
The cat got this how we eat nigga
go, oh boy