Luyện nghe bài hát Chill

Yea, yea, shit sound like
One, two O'clock in the with the full moon out
Niggaz in they trucks
With a box of ecstasy pills for these bitches

Yea, team select, please collect, G's
nigga direct the trees to the smoke fest
Wanna a toke?
Yes, the newest I'm in
I'm like Smithsonian nigga, fuck it me Napoleon
Wave the torch, cut the head off the
The I'm rhymin' in 'cause a frenzy up in Ireland
Hit ya, I'm get ya
And drop the bomb scripture at Barmitzvah
Yo, map shit out, blast the speakers
With a wife beater on, bushes below, a new pair of
Street niggaz on the sidewalk, that's where I learned my fly talk
Pimp strut and how to sky
Moderatin' how we establish the conglomerate
The way we honor it, you'll conquer it
See how we wreck, has a effect, on even Polish people
Young and restless to the old and feeble
them, Czechoslovakian to Yugoslavian niggaz
Be all into my so don't be botherin', niggaz
So now you should feel the cathedralish bounce
Put one in your stomach you in a fetalish crouch, nigga
My is spectacular
plans'll have you lookin' wacker than a postal office massacre
Is that so? moves just like a fatso
Bounce in a Minivan after my gat blow

Aiyyo, get up, get up, get
Roll up, light up, and that 'dro
Bitch yo' hips and bounce real slow
rep yo' hood, I'm with that
All my if you with me
Yea, I see you,
All my bitches, if with me
Yea, I see you,

Yea, my whole entire mind deeper
Than astronomy and like Galileo
Smash you niggaz like mashed
Back when used to rock Ballys and Clarks
I used to watch, niggaz shouldn't hustle nickel crack in the park
Barrels spray the flame in the dark
Blood spill on the street, that's how niggaz be leavin they mark
Fuckin' with diplomats who Bailey's
Monopolize and quickly get other money with Israelis
So solid how we be symbolic to a of niggaz
That be all schemin' on the same
Them type niggaz that be and kidnappin'
Shit happens, gun clap for you in a gift
You should follow how the switch up
Like a group of religious niggaz schemin' to kill they
You big pussy nigga actin' all
me Atheist, because I don't believe in you, God
It's like a grand feast celebratin' the of the century
I tote the recipe for any type of discrepancy
Busta Rhymes the great artist and architect
Like how a Filippo portrait is so hard to get
We got the shit for the street
Nevertheless, we split your head and your chest, now to the beat
Yo, we got the obscure for the street
Nevertheless, we your head and your chest, now rock to the beat

Aiyyo, get up, get up, get
Roll up, light up, and smoke that
Bitch shake yo' hips and bounce real
Niggaz rep yo' hood, I'm that
All my niggaz if you me
Yea, I see you,
All my bitches, if you're me
Yea, I see you,

Holla at me now,
Yea, Busta Rhymes, cookin' up a little brown chicken
Dr. Dre niggaz, yea