Luyện nghe bài hát Holla

Yea, yea, this shit sound
One, two O'clock in the mornin' the full moon out
Niggaz in trucks creepin'
With a fresh box of ecstasy for these bitches

Yea, team select, please collect, G's
Thieves 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
Wave the torch, cut the off the Leviathan
The terminology I'm rhymin' in 'cause a up in Ireland
Hit ya, I'm get ya
And drop the scripture at your Barmitzvah
Yo, map shit out, blast through the
With a wife beater on, below, a new pair of sneakers
Street niggaz hang on the sidewalk, where I learned my fly talk
Pimp strut and how to sky
how we establish the whole conglomerate
The way we it, you'll never conquer it
See how we wreck, has a effect, on even Polish people
and restless down to the old and feeble
Peep them, Czechoslovakian to Yugoslavian
Be all into my bounce so be botherin', niggaz
So now you should feel the whole cathedralish
Put one in stomach leave you in a fetalish crouch, nigga
My vernacular is
Strategic plans'll you lookin' wacker than a postal office massacre
Is that so? Make moves like a fatso
Bounce in a Minivan after my gat blow

Aiyyo, get up, get up, get
up, light up, and smoke that 'dro
Bitch yo' hips and bounce real slow
Niggaz rep yo' hood, I'm with
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 mind deeper
Than astronomy and mathematics Galileo
Smash you niggaz mashed potato
Back when niggaz used to Ballys and Clarks
I used to watch, little niggaz shouldn't nickel crack in the park
Barrels spray the brighter in the dark
Blood spill stain on the street, that's how niggaz be leavin they
Fuckin' with diplomats who love
Monopolize and quickly get other money fuckin' with
So how we be symbolic to a handful of niggaz
That be all on the same wallet
type niggaz that be conspirin' and kidnappin'
Shit happens, gun for you in a gift wrappin'
You should how the style switch up
Like a group of religious niggaz schemin' to kill they
You big pussy actin' all hard
me Atheist, because I don't believe in you, God
It's like a grand feast celebratin' the of the century
I tote the quick for any type of discrepancy
Rhymes the great renaissance artist and architect
Like how a Filippo portrait is so hard to get
We got the obscure 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 split your and your chest, now rock to the beat

Aiyyo, get up, get up, get
Roll up, light up, and smoke that
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,

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