Luyện nghe bài hát For My Niggas

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

This for my niggas on the East Coast
Tinted up Suburban, in the streets
All my in the street 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 loc'n
put your rag up, playa put your flag up

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

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

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

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

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 Put your glock up

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

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

All my niggas vatos locos ese's
SA's with SK's a fuck if the cops holmes
That's right fuck holmes
We bust choppers
We on the block sent them on

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

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

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

This is for my niggas on the West bouncin'
Six-four rollin', three wheel
All my dogs on the block loc'n
put your rag up, playa put your flag up

All my who rock tan trees and chuck tails
Say fuck PD's and duck jail
wife beaters with the plaided shirts
Only top button buttoned, ready to buck

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

Call to the Staples Center
The quake'll put staples in ya
Nigga zip up stomach
Rip up younguns, make you pay to get 'em
That's how we play to get 'em, never pay for

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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