Luyện nghe bài hát H-O-S-T-Y-L-E

That's right ugh, it out
Back in the where the people were fresh
It was one MC who had to the test
He was down by law and ready to play
That's right yawl, hostyle today

Yo yo, yo
up in the morning and my eggs was part
Turned on the boob toob saw the man march
Tha in DC had to play scared
Gotta a, warn in plans looking at the quarters of

Ants in my pants so I in the door
Picked up the keys, caught a call
She bones in my sounds swell
I'm like why can't a brother can't up
All I'm hearing is clobbers, up

Lighted some butter, wu tighten my
Shouted lover to hungry
Put holes in clothes
Bitch niggas throwing shit in the game
On the streets,smoking dough and on the heap

(The drug and face musher's)
Those them types fuck with me
(Throw ya in the sky)

(The bread winners, the getters)
Those types that fuck with me
(Let's get m-o-n-e-y)

(The guzzlers and the Henny huzzelers)
Those them that fuck with me
(This is b-i)

(The thug chicks who it)
Those them types that with me
(Let's get this till we die)

Climax a vocal like the local spot
Dimebags I go through, I'm at the of smoke signals
Tree's in a tight squeeze, breeze
For I blow hair might freeze, give me a light please

Matter I got matches I strike these don
Son you coming from Vernon forty one
Here ya shorty come, know she calling me for
She me unless she horny and I got some Trojans on me

I just stop start smiling, hands on her posing for me
I limped over laughter
Told me to meet me a quarter three
And smacker her on the ass
Ghetto classy, if you ask me, if you ask me

(The drug pushers and musher's)
Those them types that fuck me
(Throw ya in the sky)

(The bread winners, the getters)
them types that fuck with me
(Let's get m-o-n-e-y)

(The guzzlers and the Henny huzzelers)
Those them types that with me
(This is b-i)

(The chicks who loved it)
Those types that fuck with me
(Let's get this money we die)

To all dem that fuck with me
For qb and so on, the crew
Mike Heron, Jerry
And my enginer, Max
(Zzzzz zzzzz)

Mo greens
To my man untouchable violence, up
This our dudes, prince pa rule
Yeah to the Mobb and to the infamous Mobb
right, girl J Nicky Brown

To my three kids, get down
Yeah, on, Fredrick and my man Calito
to all my people, ugh
The who hand clique, terrific mud

(The drug and face musher's)
Those types that fuck with me
(Throw ya in the sky)

(The bread winners, the getters)
them types that fuck with me
(Let's get m-o-n-e-y)

(The guzzlers and the Henny huzzelers)
Those them that fuck with me
(This is b-i)

(The thug chicks who it)
Those them that fuck with me
(Let's get this money we die)