Luyện nghe bài hát This How We Eat

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

I'm ridin' the street, beat, feets got on twenty-tweets
No beer-belly fool, we get it all for
Cocoa Puff the green leaf, up
We some gangsta's makin' money, been a scrub

Whattchu know sellin' dope?
But the only thing you for now is droppin' the soap
Loc, Tray Deee, Too Short, no doubt
Tell 'em how we eat and we all about, nigga

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 know my
Bitch, if ya still could, do the same

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

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

Fuck a business suit, I'm out to where we
Push the coupe and spend endless loot
Runnin' from the brain or the stainless steel
Pushin' Holt's when we bang the field

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

I to be able to jump from the free-throw line and bang
Now, I bust and crush tracks, really changed
Except, twelve-inch scars on my
What I by that, I was hit by some hotties

Call somebody, I'm in this motherfucker bloody
It wasn't because of my shoes, clothes or
I was at the place at the wrong time
don't know, I was a victim of the crime

Just keep gettin' that money,
them niggaz, yeah, this is how we eat

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

be trick, you know these hoes so slick
Do yo' and get rich
And get wise, enterprise with the ya got
You could some rocks, but better change ya spot

Ask anybody, I paid
Most niggaz pussy, tryna get laid
Stayin' soft with a hoe getchu by a hoe
I break a bitch then I'm off with the dough

I'm so hungry, I wait to eat
I ride new shit down the street
Life is a game of chess who plays the
Is the last one that's 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 where ya goin' from the moment you could see
game

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

Catch me headed out West Impala
And when they see balkin' and be talkin' 'bout
Too Short, Eastsidaz, and ya boy Big Tig
on and poppin' now, but we want always this big

Wanted a Benz and a
Whatever feels, Raid on the roaches
I mean the damn scene was kinda hopeless
Came to it, then we flipped the notice

Now, we big livin', Rockland and non-stop
With hot women, cop drops with that don't stop spinnin'
And it's the beginnin'
'Cuz as long as the strong we gon' keep winnin'

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

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