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

(Eazy E)

DJ STEVE!!

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

(2Pac)

since a nigga was a seed
Only thing promised to me was the
still
Ridin on niggaz cause they lame
In a '61
still heavy in this
can you me
it on my momma
Im a nigga
Up the sun rise
quicker than the drug
Tell me if on
nigga then we to bomb
on these bitch-made niggaz hit em up
WESTSIDE!!!
Ain't love me as a broke nigga
Finger on the
Lord forgive me if I niggaz
I love my strapped
love from the back
I get my in stacks
Californias where I'm at
Passed by these niggaz wonder why
I got shot and 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 while we up in the
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 while we up in the club
is how we do
Nobody do it we do it so show us some love

(2Pac)
Now everybody wanna see us
Two on the front page
shot to
bullets to the
holla out my name
and its similar to
Mothafuckas Im comin
so they runnin to graves

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

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

(Eazy E)

dump on with a quickness
and they got no cure for sickness
i get
for the way i kick this
like a
an Whos Dat?}
a real playa named
and i my life straight crazy
dont no punk-fools payin me
and broke groupies and dont faze me
i take two steps back and release
to put platinum and gold on a shelf
i brag
but i tellem like it up iz
befo you do a record partna handle the
and dont get caught on the under
or you might
whats up on ends G
i a spade
a spade and get
G
the way
so i give to em

(The Game)

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

(50 Cent)

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

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

(50 Cent)

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