Luyện nghe bài hát For My Niggas

Ayo, light that the fuck up man
Y'all niggas get ready to get
What we doin' in y'all, huh?
Everybody partyin', smokin', bullshittin', drinkin',

This for my niggas on the Coast rollin'
Tinted up Suburban, in the swervin'
All my niggas in the street wit
Muh'fucka which street you claim? Put glock up

This is for my niggas on the West Coast
Six-four rollin', wheel motion
All my dogs on the block just
Nigga put your rag up, playa put your up

B in the mix again, I'm startin' shit again
I'm in the club with the fifth
Coast niggas sippin' gin
East Coast Belvedere, Cranberry nigga mix it in

I'm in the back where it's as hell
you know me, VIP, nigga spark the L
And I come to roll a or more, bounce wit whores
Shit all my niggas what all the bouncers for

deuce or Sig on Crenshaw Ave
I'ma, get them bitches, get that
I'ma, hit them switches, lift them
I'ma, push that chicken, get that

I'ma, rock them dickies, Air Ones
Til the, come get me air out guns
the, P H I L L Y, to the, L B C to C P T, uh

This for my niggas on the East Coast
Tinted up Suburban, in the streets
All my niggas in the wit caine
Muh'fucka which street you Put your glock up

This is for my niggas on the West bouncin'
rollin', three wheel motion
All my dogs on the block just
Nigga put rag up, playa put your flag up

I'm on the block til the pack get
Don't just roll, hit L.A. like Shaq and Kob'
Nigga please, got trees Aculpulco
Got connects with the got the gats on hold

All my niggas locos holmes ese's
SA's SK's a fuck if the cops come holmes
That's right coppers holmes
We choppers holmes
We on the block sent choppers on

Twenty wit they khaki's creased
That'll clap police, that sling on the back of streets
Or niggas on the back of blocks
That caps and rocks, who won't hesitate to clap the cops

Whether I, push the to pick up clucks
To get they feathers knocked off, then they get off
From up bitches, hittin' switches
St. to Ingbing I'ma do my thing, yo

for my niggas on the East Coast rollin'
Tinted up Suburban, in the streets
All my niggas in the wit caine
Muh'fucka which you claim? Put your glock up

This is for my niggas on the Coast bouncin'
Six-four rollin', three motion
All my dogs on the just loc'n
Nigga put rag up, playa put your flag up

All my playas who rock tan trees and tails
Say fuck they PD's and duck
Rock beaters with the plaided shirts
Only top buttoned, ready to buck somethin'

You fuckin' wit a gangsta rookie, gangsta lookie
Shoot up your feet you gangsta boogie
up your jeep if you gangsta look me
What you think sweet?
What you eat, gangsta cookies?

state to the Staples Center
The four put staples in ya
zip up your stomach
Rip up your younguns, you pay to get 'em
That's how we play to get 'em, pay for pigeons

Whether I, push the to pick up clucks
To get they feathers knocked off, they get dropped off
pickin' up bitches, hittin' switches
St. and Ingbing, I'ma do my thing, yo

This for my on the East Coast rollin'
up Suburban, in the streets swervin'
All my niggas in the wit caine
which street you claim? Put your glock up

This is for my niggas on the Coast bouncin'
rollin', three wheel motion
All my on the block just loc'n
Nigga, put your rag up, playa put your up

This for my on the East Coast rollin'
Tinted up Suburban, in the swervin'
All my in the street wit caine
Muh'fucka which street you Put your glock up

This is for my niggas on the Coast bouncin'
Six-four rollin', three motion
All my on the block just loc'n
Nigga, put your rag up, put your flag up

Yeah, Sigel and that nigga Daz Dillinger
(I 'em walk, and Kurupt)
Dogg Roc La Familia
(Dogg Pound)
For life, do it like that, put your up

them switches bounce nigga
California put your up nigga
Jump the moon
I wanna hear the gate to twitchin', nigga

Don't play no fool
And walk on 'em, and walk on 'em
Uh and make 'em walk, yeah, my Beans
Bouncin',