Luyện nghe bài hát For My Niggaz

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

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

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

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

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

I'ma, rock them dickies, Air 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 on the East Coast rollin'
up Suburban, in the streets swervin'
All my niggas in the street wit
which street you claim? Put your glock up

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

I'm on the block til the pack get
pack just roll, hit L.A. like Shaq and Kob'
Nigga please, got Aculpulco gold
Got connects with the heat got the gats on

All my vatos locos holmes ese's
SA's with a fuck if the cops come holmes
That's fuck coppers holmes
We choppers holmes
We on the block them choppers on

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

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

This for my niggas on the Coast rollin'
up Suburban, in the streets 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', wheel motion
All my dogs on the block loc'n
Nigga put your rag up, put your flag up

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

You fuckin' wit a gangsta rookie, don't lookie
Shoot up your feet make you gangsta
Shoot up jeep if you gangsta look me
What you this sweet?
What you eat, nigga gangsta

Call state to the Staples
The four quake'll put in ya
Nigga zip up your
Rip up younguns, make you pay to get 'em
That's how we to get 'em, never pay for pigeons

I, push the truck to pick up clucks
To get they feathers off, then they get dropped off
pickin' up bitches, hittin' switches
St. and 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 street wit
Muh'fucka which street you claim? Put glock 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, put your flag up

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

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

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

Make them switches bounce
California put your up nigga
Jump over the
I wanna the gate start to twitchin', nigga

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