Luyện nghe bài hát Tommy Boy - Dat Nigga Daz

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

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

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

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

was a rider, big money
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
They would try him, try him, everytime he was
But he never slip, he always had his grip
And if he did, he'd get away cuz he was to fast
Homie up Tommy, Tommy, out to mash
Get it, get it, get it, cuz ya have it
And when ya get make sure ya grab it and it
Maintain it, brain it, the way ya to
Cuz is somethin to rock to

Man, we sacked up and Caddies,
Omiscious 'em for him
We had to up cash - whoever owed it to him
The hitman had hit us, runnin shit,
and wantin to quit us, when the machine gun spit
Now we really deep in the game, now murder and drugs
No names involved that nigga caught a slug
Tommy told us forget it, that he's down wit us
The problems of the will be aquitted (young nigga)

Now on the streets is that Machine Gun Tommy,
on big ballers for a pasttime hobby
So if ya havin money, and ya smoke big
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 layin six feet dizzy

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

We had money, jewelry and expensive
Niggas who didn't know us, finally who we are
We was important to the like presidents and mass,
everytime he do a he break us off our proper share
A couple of days was on top of the world
Threw a party with the homies, invited gangs of

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

Aye here mayne,
What people won't do for money
Yea I had these two niggas that was on my
Ya'know, down with me the Grey Tape
It's always the niggas that's to ya,
be the ones that try to get'cha, ya'knowhaImsayin
Shit I heard these ladies the day say that 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 baby