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 track
jump
strapped with the fat sac
and a '78 lac
oh
lean
i got
bud
i doves
like it no thang
i with OG
playas dont set
or you get what we call a rat pack
i dont slack it come to streets
i get real g to a gangsta beat
its so sweet when you got 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 you know
when i creep real
givin love to the playas that i know is

(2Pac)

ever since a was a seed
thing promised to me was the penitentiary
ballin
Ridin on niggaz cause they lame
In a '61
still heavy in this
can you me
Blame it on my
Im a thug
Up the sun rise
quicker than the dealers
Tell me if on
nigga then we to bomb
Bust on these niggaz hit em up
WESTSIDE!!!
Ain't nobody love me as a nigga
Finger on the
Lord forgive me if I smoke
I love my strapped
love from the back
I get my in stacks
Californias where I'm at
Passed by while these wonder why
I got shot and die
let em see next to try
Did I cry
nah nigga tear shed
for all my in the pen
many dead
still ballin

(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 we do it so show us some love
is how we do
We make a move and act a fool while we up in the
is how we do
Nobody do it we do it so show us some love

(2Pac)
Now wanna see us dead
Two on the front page
shot to
to the head
Niggaz out my name
and its similar to
Mothafuckas Im comin
so they runnin to they

Swoop down with my from the Pound
give a fuck
would you niggaz now

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

(Eazy E)

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

(The Game)

I put gold on that Cherry 64
White walls so looks like Im ridin on bolbs
Hit one switch
ass so low
Cali got niggas in New York on hundred spokes
Touch me 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 on my chest (Ah!)

(50 Cent)

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

(The Game)
ready? Here I
Lloyd Banks and get this motherfucker crunk
It two, months
But Fifty got it
Signed G-unit
Had like "huh?"
Dont try to
I'll leave yo ass
Im a punk
Get your fucking head
got a gun

(50 Cent)

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