Luyện nghe bài hát Tommy Boy - Dat Nigga Daz

Southern
Yea (This that shit boy)
Y'all know how we do (shit)
What up
This for all my boys in
Magnolia, (fightin south you know)
This for all my boys in (tell 'em)
Holler at ya boy when I get (MJG and Eightball)
All my playas in
GA (Georgia boys, in the hou)
(We'll say sup to that New clique out there)

It's a a fun day, one day
Away from Monday, and all day ain't no
And everything is outside (why)
put his speech down and got all the brothers to ride
For one cause, and how it is y'all
Wise on up to rise on up
Each one teach one, let the be taught
It ain't my your homie Tommy Boy got caught
If he was slicker than grease, he been at peace
tryna ride while the war was at cease

When me and Snoop was kids we always knew kid named Tommy
His parents died left him with gangit of money
But Tommy was a from around the way
Stayed on the northside of town, is he say
He payed attention to whatever, was games so clever
If the situation was bad it can get better
He ran the dope house

So he put us up on his
He knew that we was riders so he wanted us on his
(Uh, Tommy)
money, size team (uh)
Getcha man
(He was out to get paid)
Getcha man (Poor Tommy)
money man (Me and Snoop on his team)
(Get paid) Gotta have that money man (Getcha man)
Getcha money man (Getcha man)

Tommy was a rider, big
Tommy had everything, it funny
All the G's used to look up to him
But there was no way, that the ones could do him
would try him, try him, everytime he was slick
But he never slip, he always had his grip
And if he did, he'd get cuz he was just to fast
Homie up Tommy, Tommy, Tommy's out to
Get it, get it, get it, cuz ya have it
And when ya get make ya grab it and stab it
it, brain it, the way ya gots to
Cuz is somethin to rock to

Man, we sacked up and Caddies,
Omiscious 'em for him
We had to gather up cash - whoever it to him
The hitman had hit us, runnin shit,
and never wantin to quit us, the machine gun spit
Now we really deep in the game, now it's murder and
No names involved when nigga caught a slug
Tommy told us forget it, that always down wit us
The problems of the murder be aquitted (young nigga)

Now word on the streets is Machine Gun Tommy,
ridin on big ballers for a hobby
So if ya money, and ya smoke big weed
First thing ya need is a security
And we provide, or should I say we for Tommy
My compadre, and if he say "spray em", we
So I suggest, you get the 'PG,
or find yourself layin six feet

We was down with big
(Getcha money man. getcha man. getcha money man)
On the doing his thang, gettin paid
(Getcha money man. getcha man.)
(Getcha money man. money man.)
We was down big Tommy
(Getcha money man. getcha money man. money man)
Me and Snoop still on his team, big gettin paid
We was down big Tommy
(Getcha money man. getcha man. getcha money man)
We was with big Tommy
(Getcha money man. money man.)
me out now man

We had money, and expensive cars
Niggas who know us, finally know who we are
We was important to the neighborhood like and mass,
everytime he do a he break us off our proper share
A couple of days Tommy was on top of the
Threw a party with the homies, gangs of girls

Yeah, it was off the hook
We had everything from to blow (Whhaaatt, you sniff blow?)
Oh hell no, I got my whole life ahead of me, no time to be
If Tommy out, boy he'll be trippin
So I stay A-Ok, but
Tommy got to say, to say, to say...

Aye look mayne,
What some people do for money
Yea I had two niggas that was on my team
Ya'know, with me like the Grey Tape
It's always the that's closest to ya,
that be the ones try to get'cha, ya'knowhaImsayin
Shit I heard these ladies the other day say pimpin was dead
I not in my bed bitch
Ah-ha, real, I'll put that on my fiz-sound
I'm a pimp I die, cuz I represent the big,
as well as the ha-ha
Big Timin