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, McConnell (fightin you know)
This for all my boys in (tell 'em)
at ya boy when I get there (MJG and Eightball)
All my in Houston
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 no gunplay
And is alright outside (why)
Cuz? put his down and got all the brothers to ride
For one cause, and how it is y'all
Wise on up to on up dawg
Each one one, let the lesson be taught
It ain't my fault homie Tommy Boy got caught
If he was than grease, he woulda been at peace
Instead ride while the war was at cease

When me and Snoop was kids we always this kid named Tommy
His parents died left him with gangit kinds of
But Tommy was a hustler around the way
Stayed on the of town, is where he say
He payed attention to whatever, they was 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 wanted us on his
(Uh, Tommy)
Getcha money, size (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 man (Getcha money man)
Getcha man (Getcha money man)

was a rider, big money
Tommy had everything, it funny
All the younger G's used to up to him
But there was no way, that the bigger could do him
They would try him, try him, he was slick
But he never would slip, he 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 ya get make sure ya grab it and stab it
it, brain it, the way ya gots to
Cuz this is to rock to

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

Now word on the streets is 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 I say we ride for Tommy
My compadre, and if he say "spray em", we
So I suggest, you get the 'PG,
or yourself layin six feet dizzy

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

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

Yeah, it was off the ya'know
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 find out, boy he'll be
So I stay A-Ok, but
Tommy got to say, to say, to say...

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