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 and dont slip
on a funky dope
jump
with the fat buddha sac
and a '78 lac
oh
lean
i got
bud
i doves
like it no thang
i hang OG
playas dont set
or you get what we call a rat pack
i dont slack when it to streets
i get real g funk to a gangsta
its so sweet you got money to spend
i got a proper big tilt 'n' a fly big
i ends
my dough
oh no fo
how it is
and how it go
act like you
when i creep slow
givin love to the playas that i is real

(2Pac)

ever since a was a seed
Only thing to me was the penitentiary
ballin
Ridin on these cause they lame
In a '61
still heavy in this
can you me
it on my momma
Im a thug
Up befo the sun
quicker the drug dealers
Tell me if on
nigga then we to bomb
on these bitch-made niggaz hit em up
WESTSIDE!!!
Ain't nobody love me as a nigga
on the trigger
Lord me if I smoke niggaz
I love my females
fuckin from the back
I get my in stacks
Californias where I'm at
Passed by while niggaz wonder why
I got and didnt die
let em see whos to try
Did I cry
nah nigga tear shed
for all my in the pen
peers 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 some
is how we do
We make a and act a fool while we up in the club
is how we do
Nobody do it like we do it so us some love

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

Swoop down with my nigga from the
{Eazy}dont a fuck
would you coward now

Keep
ain't worried bout
Busters we was frontin
so reload and dumpin

(Eazy E)

on fools with a quickness
and they got no cure for sickness
i get
for the way i kick this
like a
an OG'sta{a Dat?}
a real playa Eazy
and i live my straight crazy
dont need no punk-fools me
and broke groupies and hoochies dont me
i two steps back and release myself
to put and gold on a record shelf
i brag
but i tellem like it up iz
befo you do a record handle the bizness
and dont get caught slippin on the
or you might
whats up on ends G
i a spade
a and get payed
G
the way
so i give to em

(The Game)

I put gold Daytonas on Cherry 64
White walls so looks like Im ridin on bolbs
Hit one switch
ass so low
Cali got in New York ridin on hundred spokes
me tease me kiss me please me
I give it to ya just how you it girl
now rockin with the best fo' pound on my hip
Gold chain on my (Ah!)

(50 Cent)

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

(The Game)
ready? I come
Call Lloyd Banks and get this crunk
It took two,
But got it done
Signed with
Had like "huh?"
Dont try to
I'll leave yo ass
Im a punk
Get your head lumped
got a gun

(50 Cent)

Ready he come
Gotta sick
To get che-dda
wit my
The
Sip
My sounds betta
average
On Im a savage
I
Any nigga tryin to on my clique (G-Unit!)