Luyện nghe bài hát How We Do (Remix) ft Tupac And Eazy E

(Eazy E)

DJ STEVE!!

Aww Yea
lets a trip
sit back and light a spliff
with this and dont
on a funky track
jump
strapped the fat buddha sac
and a '78 lac
oh
lean
i got
bud
i doves
like it no thang
i with OG
dont set trip
or you might get what we a rat pack
i slack when it come to streets
i get real g funk to a beat
its so sweet when you got money to
i got a big tilt 'n' a fly big benz
i make
my dough
oh no fo
how it is
and how it go
act like you
i creep real slow
givin love to the playas i know is real

(2Pac)

ever a nigga was a seed
thing promised to me was the penitentiary
still
Ridin on these cause they lame
In a '61
still in this game
can you me
Blame it on my
Im a thug
Up befo the sun
quicker the drug dealers
Tell me if on
nigga we first to bomb
Bust on these bitch-made hit em up
WESTSIDE!!!
Ain't nobody me as a broke nigga
Finger on the
Lord me if I smoke niggaz
I love my females
love from the back
I get my currency in
where I'm at ridin'
Passed by while niggaz wonder why
I got and didnt die
let em see whos to try
Did I cry
hell nah nigga shed
for all my in the pen
many dead
Niggaz ballin

(Hook){50
is how we do
We make a move and act a fool we up in the club
is how we do
Nobody do it like we do it so show us love
is how we do
We make a move and act a while we up in the club
is how we do
Nobody do it like we do it so us some love

(2Pac)
Now everybody see us dead
Two murdered on the page
to death
bullets to the
Niggaz out my name
and its similar to
Mothafuckas know Im
so they runnin to graves

Swoop down with my nigga the Pound
give a fuck
would you coward now

Keep
ain't bout nuttin
Busters thought we was
so reload and keep

(Eazy E)

dump on fools a quickness
and they got no cure for this
i get
for the way that i this
like a
an OG'sta{a Whos
a real named Eazy
and i live my life crazy
dont need no punk-fools me
and broke groupies and dont faze me
i two steps back and release myself
to put and gold on a record shelf
i brag
but i like it straight up iz
you do a record partna handle the bizness
and dont get caught slippin on the
or you wonda
up on them ends G
i call a
a spade and get
G
the way
so i love to em

(The Game)

I put Daytonas on that Cherry 64
walls so clean looks like Im ridin on bolbs
Hit one switch
ass so low
Cali got niggas in New York ridin on hundred
Touch me tease me me please me
I give it to ya just how you like it
Your now with the best fo' pound on my hip
Gold on my chest (Ah!)

(50 Cent)

50 uh
uh
Em came n gotta nigga out the slum
gun
fuck em
We wrap up ya punk ass ya done
Homie its Game

(The Game)
Here I come
Call Lloyd and get this motherfucker crunk
It two, months
But Fifty got it
with G-unit
Had niggas "huh?"
Dont try to
I'll yo ass slumped
Thinkin Im a
Get your fucking head
got a gun

(50 Cent)

Ready he come
Gotta sick
To get this
wit my
The
Sip
My flow betta
Than
On Im a savage
I
Any nigga to front on my clique (G-Unit!)