Luyện nghe bài hát Holla

Yea, yea, this shit like
One, two in the mornin' with the full moon out
Niggaz in trucks creepin'
With a box of ecstasy pills for these bitches

Yea, select, please collect, G's connect
Thieves nigga direct the trees to the smoke
take a toke?
Yes, the newest I'm in
I'm like Smithsonian nigga, fuck it call me
the torch, cut the head off the Leviathan
The I'm rhymin' in 'cause a frenzy up in Ireland
Hit ya, I'm get ya
And drop the bomb at your Barmitzvah
Yo, map shit out, blast through the
With a wife beater on, bushes below, a new of sneakers
Street niggaz hang on the sidewalk, where I learned my fly talk
Pimp and how to sky walk
Moderatin' how we establish the whole
The way we honor it, you'll never it
See how we wreck, has a effect, on even Polish people
Young and down to the old and feeble
Peep them, Czechoslovakian to niggaz
Be all into my so don't be botherin', niggaz
So now you feel the whole cathedralish bounce
Put one in your leave you in a fetalish crouch, nigga
My vernacular is
Strategic plans'll have you lookin' wacker than a postal massacre
Is that so? Make moves just a fatso
Bounce in a Astro 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 niggaz if you me
Yea, I see you,
All my bitches, if you're me
Yea, I see you,

Yea, my whole entire state deeper
Than astronomy and mathematics like
Smash you niggaz like potato
Back when used to rock Ballys and Clarks
I used to watch, niggaz shouldn't hustle nickel crack in the park
Barrels spray the brighter flame in the
Blood spill stain on the street, that's how niggaz be they mark
Fuckin' with diplomats who Bailey's
Monopolize and get other money fuckin' with Israelis
So how we be symbolic to a handful of niggaz
That be all schemin' on the same
Them type that be conspirin' and kidnappin'
Shit happens, gun clap for you in a wrappin'
You should follow how the style up
Like a group of religious schemin' to kill they ArchBishop
You big pussy nigga actin' all
Call me Atheist, because I believe in you, God
It's like a grand celebratin' the bounce of the century
I the recipe quick for any type of discrepancy
Busta Rhymes the great renaissance artist and
Like how a Filippo portrait is so hard to get
We got the shit for the street
Nevertheless, we split head and your chest, now rock to the beat
Yo, we got the shit 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 that 'dro
Bitch shake yo' hips and bounce real
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,

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