Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Dis Blaow!

Red's Gone
Gilla, Gilla, Gilla, Gilla
Gilla, niggaz

Yo, I'm hot, global warmin on 26
I ain't thug nigga I don't, bullet shit
Gilla nigga and we by the blueprint
We ain't all loud, and whoopin

Blah, blah, blah, a whole nuttin
You know the loud ones, they do a lot of duckin
I stay on the grind, my hustle real
And even for that cake, I'll fuck Lil'

boy, murder land's like Baltimore
Roll on stage, more deeper than a
Get down, yeah, knock your mans off
Wouldn't trade if you [Incomprehensible] or Randolph

Shorty, shorty, give me that
Start a riot 'til security on the
Reggie Noble '07, all sort of hoes yellin
Nine, four, three, eleven, get it or it

You could hold blaow
(Real street, real street niggaz ain't havin shit)
You could hold this
(Real street, real niggaz ain't havin that shit)

You could hold this
(Real street, real niggaz ain't havin that shit)
You could hold this
(And is, nig and niggaz is gettin smoked G)
You could hold this
(Believe me)

Gilla House
Gilla Foundation
Gilla House
House Foundation

Yo, nigga era, fuck you, pay me
Boogie down like Bronx, at the skate key
It's like Janet, Have You Done For Me, Lately'?
Nuttin, I blew up, you try to me

Dawg, in my dutch, a whole bud
End up in now, a whole lotta blood
So you get here, show a whole lotta love
Or shot up, robbed and thrown out a shrub

I don't condone, I got kids to to
Gone Wild', hear the new debut
Fox a nigga, boy that's great news
Now I'm back in the hood like Grey

Who's gona stop me? I'm razor
Gilla niggaz frontline and Jay the boss
Y'all chicken ass niggaz blood of broth
But I'm barbershop talk, L.A. and New

So all you Coast niggaz, get that money
Cause these Brick City dudes get that
gonna be one pussy that'll act funny
Yo, I'm gonna get nigga, leave the Cadillac runnin

Yo, Uptown got haze, Miami got
I'm fucked up, I slipped my own self a
Doin dirty, I'm 'XXX' like Vin
Who you can pump weed out of Wendy's

Shorty, shorty, give me body
Start a 'til security on the walkie
Noble '07, keep all sort of hoes yellin
Nine, four, three, eleven, get it or it

You could this blaow
(Real street, real street ain't havin that shit)
You could hold this
(Real street, real street niggaz ain't havin shit)

You could this blaow
(Real street, real street niggaz ain't that shit)
You hold this blaow
(And is, nig and niggaz is gettin smoked G)
You hold this blaow
(Believe me)

Gilla, Gilla, Gilla,
Yeah, Gilla
Gilla, Gilla, Gilla,
niggaz, monkey niggaz