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 light a
this and dont slip
on a funky track
jump
strapped the fat buddha sac
and a '78 lac
oh
lean
i got
bud
i serve
it aint no thang
i hang OG
dont set trip
or you get what we call a rat pack
i dont slack when it 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
spend my
oh no fo
how it is
and how it go
act like you
when i real slow
givin to the playas that i know is real

(2Pac)

ever since a was a seed
Only promised to me was the penitentiary
ballin
Ridin on these niggaz cause lame
In a '61
still in this game
can you me
Blame it on my
Im a nigga
Up the sun rise
quicker than the drug
me if it's on
nigga then we first to
Bust on these niggaz hit em up
WESTSIDE!!!
Ain't nobody love me as a broke
on the trigger
Lord me if I smoke niggaz
I my females strapped
love fuckin from the
I get my in stacks
where I'm at ridin'
Passed by while these wonder why
I got shot and die
let em see next to try
Did I cry
hell nah nigga tear
for all my in the pen
peers dead
Niggaz still

(Hook){50
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
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 see us dead
Two murdered on the page
shot to
to the head
Niggaz holla out my
and its to rain
know Im comin
so they runnin to they

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

Keep
ain't worried nuttin
Busters thought we was
so and keep dumpin

(Eazy E)

dump on with a quickness
and they got no for this sickness
i get
for the way i kick this
like a
an Whos Dat?}
a playa named Eazy
and i live my life crazy
dont need no punk-fools me
and broke groupies and hoochies faze me
i take two back and release myself
to put and gold on a record shelf
i dont
but i like it straight up iz
befo you do a record partna the bizness
and dont get slippin on the under
or you might
whats up on ends G
i a spade
a spade and get
G
the way
so i love to em

(The Game)

I put gold Daytonas on that 64
White so clean looks like Im ridin on bolbs
Hit one mayne
ass so low
Cali got niggas in New York on hundred spokes
Touch me tease me me please me
I give it to ya just how you like it
Your now 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 wrap up ya punk ass stunt ya
Homie its Game

(The Game)
ready? Here I
Lloyd Banks and get this motherfucker crunk
It took two,
But Fifty got it
Signed G-unit
Had like "huh?"
try to front
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 this
wit my
The
Sip
My sounds betta
average
On Im a savage
I
Any nigga tryin to front on my (G-Unit!)