Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Hold Back

Mm, mm, mm

Aw
I'm wit
me, the shadiest one
(Dub, all dubs)
Cube]
Hot licks, hot
wit them hot licks, hot licks
Hit 'em wit them hot licks, hot
Rollin' them hot licks
Hot

Haters to me, they wanna get some
But I'ma dub, yo, yo, you the outcome
Another victory, they can't get me
from the left so coupe it's all they ever see
I'm on the grind, I to get mine, loc
I been it down since the days of low pro, so
Why's everybody now on me? (why?)
it be I'm runnin' wit the dub SCG
Or is it that I'm my riches
my fingernails cleaned
And being braided by the bitches
Whateva the case you to back up off my Benz
Keep my name out yo and slow down like loose ends
I wrote for gears, y'all
Came to 'fore I all y'all
I deserve my R
Dub C, the new leader of the
Wit' the brand new sack, and yo, I can't hold
Ice Cube
It ain't a problem that I fix,
And I can do it yo bitch
So if you lookin' for and you wanna feel muscle
All up against yo
It'll weigh those down the drain
I said weigh those troubles down the drain
(Bang, dub C!)

Not just braggin', snippin',
when I talk make the whole world c-walk
I a little, yeah nigga, no doubt
I put myself in game, and I'm the only one can take me out
The 4 droppa wit the complexion
love the women with tats and C-sections
Protection, got my own bodyguard
security, sleep wit my finga on the trigga
A street scholar, born nada go riff-rockin' prada
To rockin' shows in the Dama Fleet (hoo hooooo!)
Never a rapper can be livin' like this
All I was for real loc's to feel my shit
Paid dues, curb served, for what,
Sometimes but I'm never disrespected
Get the and mash, drivin' for the meal ticket
Stretch and takin' work, we gon get it, I hold back

Get up, get up, get up, now your hood in the air
Let me know you out
Eastside, Westside, and up North
If respect mines then I will respect yours
the crips to bloods to latinos
I'm down any nigga that's down for makin' c-notes
Illegal, a dozen egos lie
I'm addicted to twistin for them birds that don't fly
cause real G's cheese and shake busters
Cut for one motherfuckin' color
We quick to bring it, but ain't got time for the
I'm all about stackin' and swangin' Impalas
I got my money to make, a gank, yea to chase
Keys a takin', bottles of paint, pounds of flip, a bottle of
Nigga to drink, the bank, hose the brake, goes the weight
Foez the cane, but it's over, finish this game, what's my
(scratching)
I'm, I'm, I'm a dub to the C
dub to the C
dub to the C
dub to the C

Bang
Hoo Hoooo!