Luyện nghe bài hát Holla

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

Yea, team select, collect, G's connect
nigga direct the trees to the smoke fest
Wanna take a
Yes, the newest I'm in
I'm like Smithsonian nigga, it call me Napoleon
the torch, cut the head off the Leviathan
The terminology I'm in 'cause a frenzy up in Ireland
Hit ya, I'm get ya
And drop the bomb scripture at Barmitzvah
Yo, map shit out, through the speakers
a wife beater on, bushes below, a new pair of sneakers
Street niggaz hang on the sidewalk, that's I learned my fly talk
strut and how to sky walk
Moderatin' how we establish the conglomerate
The way we honor it, you'll never it
See how we wreck, has a global effect, on even Polish
and restless down to the old and feeble
Peep them, to Yugoslavian niggaz
Be all my bounce so don't be botherin', niggaz
So now you feel the whole cathedralish bounce
Put one in your stomach you in a fetalish crouch, nigga
My vernacular is
Strategic have you lookin' wacker than a postal office massacre
Is that so? Make moves just a fatso
Bounce in a Minivan Astro my gat blow

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

Yea, my whole entire state deeper
Than astronomy and like Galileo
Smash you niggaz like potato
Back when niggaz used to rock and Clarks
I used to watch, little niggaz shouldn't nickel crack in the park
Barrels the brighter flame in the dark
spill stain on the street, that's how niggaz be leavin they mark
Fuckin' with diplomats who Bailey's
Monopolize and quickly get other money fuckin' Israelis
So how we be symbolic to a handful of niggaz
That be all on the same wallet
Them type niggaz that be and kidnappin'
Shit happens, gun clap for you in a gift
You should how the style switch up
Like a group of religious schemin' to kill they ArchBishop
You big pussy actin' all hard
Call me Atheist, I don't believe in you, God
It's like a feast celebratin' the bounce of the century
I tote the recipe quick for any of discrepancy
Busta Rhymes the renaissance artist and architect
Like how a Brunelleschi portrait is so hard to get
We got the obscure for the street
Nevertheless, we split your head and your chest, now rock to the
Yo, we got the obscure for the street
Nevertheless, we split your head and your chest, now rock to the

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

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