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

(Eazy E)

DJ STEVE!!

Aww Yea
lets a trip
just sit and light a spliff
this and dont slip
on a funky dope
back
strapped with the fat sac
and a '78 lac
oh
gangsta
i got
bud
i serve
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 to a gangsta beat
its so sweet when you got money to
i got a proper big tilt 'n' a fly big
i make
spend my
oh no fo
how it is
and how it go
act you know
when i creep real
givin love to the playas i know is real

(2Pac)

ever since a was a seed
thing promised to me was the penitentiary
still
Ridin on niggaz cause they lame
In a '61
still heavy in game
can you me
it on my momma
Im a thug
Up befo the sun
quicker the drug dealers
me if it's on
nigga then we to bomb
Bust on bitch-made niggaz hit em up
WESTSIDE!!!
Ain't love me as a broke nigga
on the trigger
Lord me if I smoke niggaz
I love my strapped
fuckin from the back
I get my currency in
Californias I'm at ridin'
by while these niggaz wonder why
I got and didnt die
let em see next to try
Did I cry
nah nigga tear shed
for all my in the pen
many peers
Niggaz still

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

(2Pac)
Now everybody see us dead
Two on the front page
to death
bullets to the
Niggaz holla out my
and its similar to
know Im comin
so they to they graves

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

Keep
worried bout nuttin
Busters we was frontin
so and keep dumpin

(Eazy E)

dump on with a quickness
and they got no cure for this
i get
for the way i kick 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 take two steps back and 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 them G
i call a
a and get payed
G
the way
so i love to em

(The Game)

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

(50 Cent)

50 uh
uh
Em came n gotta fresh out the slum
gun
fuck em
We wrap up ya ass stunt ya done
its Game time

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

(50 Cent)

Ready he come
Gotta ven-detta
To get che-dda
wit my
The
Sip
My sounds betta
Than
On tracks Im a
I
Any nigga tryin to front on my (G-Unit!)