Luyện nghe bài hát Holla

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

Yea, team select, collect, G's connect
nigga direct the trees to the smoke fest
Wanna a toke?
Yes, the newest I'm in
I'm like Smithsonian nigga, fuck it call me
Wave the torch, cut the off the Leviathan
The terminology I'm rhymin' in 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
With a beater on, bushes below, a new pair of sneakers
Street niggaz hang on the sidewalk, where I learned my fly talk
strut and how to sky walk
Moderatin' how we establish the conglomerate
The way we honor it, never conquer it
See how we wreck, has a global effect, on even people
Young and down to the old and feeble
Peep them, Czechoslovakian to Yugoslavian
Be all my bounce so don't be botherin', niggaz
So now you feel the whole cathedralish bounce
Put one in your stomach leave you in a fetalish crouch,
My vernacular is
Strategic plans'll you lookin' wacker than a postal office massacre
Is that so? Make moves just like a
Bounce in a Minivan after my gat blow

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

Yea, my whole entire mind state
Than and mathematics like Galileo
Smash you like mashed potato
Back when niggaz used to rock and Clarks
I used to watch, little niggaz shouldn't hustle nickel in the park
Barrels the brighter flame in the dark
Blood spill stain on the street, how niggaz be leavin they mark
Fuckin' with diplomats who love
Monopolize and quickly get other money fuckin' with
So solid how we be symbolic to a of niggaz
be all schemin' on the same wallet
Them type niggaz that be and kidnappin'
Shit happens, gun clap for you in a gift
You should follow how the style up
Like a group of religious niggaz schemin' to kill ArchBishop
You big pussy actin' all hard
Call me Atheist, because I believe in you, God
It's like a grand feast 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 shit for the street
Nevertheless, we split head and your chest, now rock to the beat
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
Roll up, light up, and smoke 'dro
Bitch shake yo' hips and bounce slow
Niggaz rep yo' hood, I'm with
All my if you with me
Yea, I see you,
All my bitches, if you're me
Yea, I see you,

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