Luyện nghe bài hát This How We Eat

Definition, gangsta, hustla, you
We money, we eat, we feed
Pay attention,
Uhh, yeah, on
Uhh, uhh, make room
Dogg House, you
Dog peep game, come on

I'm ridin' the street, beat, feets got on twenty-tweets
No fool, we get it all for eats
Puff the green leaf, cloud up
We some gangsta's makin' money, never a scrub

Whattchu know about sellin'
But the only thing you good for now is droppin' the
Goldie Loc, Tray Deee, Too Short, no
Tell 'em how we eat and what we all about,

These hoes know, up, niggaz been havin' game
O.G.'s me real good, bitch, I'm the same
Motherfucker make 'em feel good, ya my name
Bitch, if ya still could, do the same

thirteen albums in a row
Be like Too Short, baby, and a hoe
so easy, if ya know how to get it
You'll never be broke-ass nigga

We got top-notch hoes, y'all got crack-hoes
We sirloin steak, y'all fools eat Cheerios
We got top-notch hoes, fools got crack-hoes
We eatin' sirloin steak, fools eat Cheerios

Fuck a suit, I'm out to where we juice
Push the Bentley coupe and spend endless
Runnin' game from the brain or the steel
Pushin' Holt's high-heels when we bang the

With the heat out, jack the hood with G-clout
Invisible for niggaz to keep out
You ain't got to ask what the are what we 'bout
Whatever, get the cheddar than an nigga can out

I used to be able to jump from the free-throw and bang
Now, I bust and crush tracks, nothin' changed
Except, scars on my body
What I mean by that, I was hit by some

Call somebody, I'm layin' in this bloody
It because of my shoes, clothes or money
I was at the wrong place at the time
Paramedics know, I was a victim of the crime

Just gettin' that money, mayne
Fuck niggaz, yeah, this is how we eat

We got, top-notch hoes, y'all fools got
We eatin' steak, y'all fools eat Cheerios

Don't be trick, you know these so slick
Do yo' and get rich
And get wise, enterprise with the ya got
You could slang rocks, but better change ya spot

Ask anybody, I paid
Most niggaz want pussy, get laid
soft with a hoe getchu crossed by a hoe
I break a bitch down I'm off with the dough

I'm so hungry, I can't to eat
I ride brand new shit the street
Life is a game of chess who the best
Is the one that's laid to rest

I know, you wanna eat good, it hard
To be a ghetto superstar
is the key, if ya want it, it could be
If ya know where ya goin' the moment you could see
That's

We got top-notch hoes, y'all fools got
We eatin' steak, y'all fools eat Cheerios
We got hoes, y'all fools got crack-hoes
We eatin' sirloin steak, fools eat Cheerios

Catch me headed out West Drive
And when they see and be talkin' 'bout [Incomprehensible]
Too Short, Eastsidaz, and ya boy Big Tig
It's on and now, but we want always this big

a Benz and a Lotus
Whatever feels, sprayin' Raid on the
I mean the whole damn scene was hopeless
Came home to it, then we flipped the

Now, we big crib livin', Rockland and
With hot women, cop drops with rims that stop spinnin'
And it's just the
'Cuz as as the game strong we gon' keep winnin'

Big Tigger, Too Short, drops it so
lets us go get us a team of flat screens
Three cars, three cribs and three
When I drop hot shit, I'm gonna cop three plus three mics

Y'all niggaz better stop playin' and get yo' tight
Too Short, Eastsidaz, Big Tig, oh boy
Album number 13 nigga, y'all better stop the cat
And chase money, well, unless you know
The cat got money this how we eat
go, oh boy