Luyện nghe bài hát Holla

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

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

Aiyyo, get up, get up, get
Roll up, light up, and smoke that
Bitch shake yo' hips and bounce real
Niggaz rep yo' hood, I'm 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 mind deeper
astronomy and mathematics like Galileo
Smash you niggaz like potato
when niggaz used to rock Ballys and Clarks
I to watch, little niggaz shouldn't hustle nickel crack in the park
Barrels spray the flame in the dark
Blood spill stain on the street, that's how niggaz be leavin they
Fuckin' with diplomats who Bailey's
and quickly get other money fuckin' with Israelis
So solid how we be symbolic to a handful of
That be all schemin' on the wallet
Them niggaz that be conspirin' and kidnappin'
Shit happens, gun for you in a gift wrappin'
You should follow how the style up
a group of religious niggaz schemin' to kill they ArchBishop
You big nigga actin' all hard
Call me Atheist, because I don't in you, God
It's like a grand celebratin' the bounce of the century
I tote the quick for any type of discrepancy
Busta Rhymes the great renaissance artist and
Like how a Filippo Brunelleschi is so hard to get
We got the obscure shit for the
Nevertheless, we split your and your chest, now rock to the beat
Yo, we got the obscure shit for the
Nevertheless, we split your head and your chest, now to the beat

Aiyyo, get up, get up, get
Roll up, light up, and smoke that
Bitch shake yo' hips and bounce real
Niggaz rep yo' hood, I'm with
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, Rhymes, cookin' up a little brown stew chicken
Dr. Dre niggaz, yea