Luyện nghe bài hát Niggaz Like Us

Rollin' down Park bumpin' maze
My Caddy with them switches, got bitches in a daze
on the gank, smokin' dank, goin' nuts
And all I see is dope and dead niggaz guts
Sometimes I go and and smack my bitch up with the gat
Or blow up cars, cause I heard they call me fat
No I'm not a wimp, cause the is in my nature
I got too many bein' away, but ain't my flavor
I'ma dope seller, 'em up, killer or whatever
Game from birds, 211 or 187
up my bitches on the street that owe me ends
Learn the start, in the game ain't no friends
Just a lot of with they hands out

Whatsup that?

Smilin' in my face, stabbin' me in my fuckin' back
All up in my business, with my grip bitch?
Steppin' up, one nigga died a mouth full of pimp shit

Whatsup with the bitches aye? Whatsup with the bitches

Fuck me, me, jack me, 'til my diggidy-dick ejaculate

Whatsup with niggaz aye? Whatsup with the niggaz

Tell 'em not to fuck with some like us!

(4x)

I'm reachin' for the pump and the loaded
It's 6/5 bombs the box in the attic
A phone call from Eightball let me know the
and J.B. had to scope a young hoe
Not a true bitch, but a true nigga
We rollin' thick as hell so how the fuck nigga figure?
His gun nor his gang is be a threat to us
1 fire bomb, 1 got him at the dusk
And the down with me said:(Damn G you been having gank?)
And at that very moment, he was me to shank it
A nigga ain't suppose to a trick and get sad
And thats the first example of a goin' bad
I take him out, if he live he'll confess
So you ready?(Yeah)
him in the chest *1 Shot*(I got him)
One mo' dead over bullshit
Guess he didn't really know the he was runnin' with
M.J.G., and Killa-B
Han and J-Smooth, T-Money and J.B.
Lettin' these imitation know
Niggaz like us be headin' to the flo'..HOE!

(4x)

Suckers can't get

Suckers get none

G. me my clip so I can load my lil' uzi gun

Eightball you got me covered

Yeah I got yo back

Let