Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Hold Back

Mm, mm, mm

Aw
I'm wit
It's me, the one
(Dub, all dubs)
[Ice
Hot licks, hot
Comin' wit hot licks, hot licks
Hit 'em wit hot licks, hot licks
Rollin' them hot licks
Hot

Haters steppin to me, they wanna get
But I'ma dub, yo, yo, you know the
Another victory, they can't get me
Smoke from the left so coupe it's all 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 I'm countin my riches
my fingernails cleaned
And being by the finest bitches
Whateva the case you need to up off my Benz
Keep my name out yo mouth and slow like loose ends
'cause I wrote for gears,
Came to 'fore I all y'all
I deserve my R
Dub C, the new of the pack
Wit' the brand new sack, and yo, I can't back
Ice Cube
It ain't a problem that I fix,
And I can do it yo bitch
So if you lookin' for trouble and you wanna feel
All up yo brain
It'll weigh those down the drain
I said I'll weigh those troubles down the
(Bang, dub C!)

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

Get up, get up, get up, now throw your in the air
Let me know you out
Eastside, Westside, and up North
If respect mines then I will respect yours
From the crips to to latinos
I'm down any nigga that's down for makin' c-notes
Illegal, a egos can't lie
I'm addicted to twistin for them birds that don't fly
real G's chase 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, niggaz a gank, yea to
a takin', bottles of paint, pounds of flip, a bottle of steak
Nigga to drink, pepper the bank, the brake, goes the weight
Foez the cane, but it's over, this game, what's my name?
(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!