Luyện nghe bài hát Holla

Yea, yea, this sound like
One, two O'clock in the mornin' with the moon out
Niggaz in they trucks
With a fresh box of ecstasy pills for these

Yea, team select, please collect, G's
Thieves nigga the trees to the smoke fest
take a toke?
Yes, the zone I'm in
I'm like Smithsonian nigga, it call me Napoleon
Wave the torch, cut the off the Leviathan
The I'm rhymin' in 'cause a frenzy up in Ireland
Hit ya, I'm get ya
And drop the bomb scripture at Barmitzvah
Yo, map shit out, blast the speakers
With a wife beater on, bushes below, a new of sneakers
Street niggaz on the sidewalk, that's where I learned my fly talk
Pimp strut and how to sky
how we establish the whole conglomerate
The way we honor it, you'll 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 niggaz
Be all into my so don't be botherin', niggaz
So now you should feel the cathedralish bounce
Put one in stomach 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 like a fatso
Bounce in a Minivan after my gat blow

Aiyyo, get up, get up, get
Roll up, light up, and that 'dro
shake yo' hips 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 you're me
Yea, I see you,

Yea, my entire mind state deeper
astronomy and mathematics like Galileo
Smash you niggaz like mashed
Back when niggaz used to rock Ballys and
I used to watch, niggaz shouldn't hustle nickel crack in the park
Barrels spray the flame in the dark
spill stain on the street, that's how niggaz be leavin they mark
Fuckin' with who love Bailey's
Monopolize and get other money fuckin' with Israelis
So solid how we be to a handful of niggaz
That be all schemin' on the same
Them type niggaz be conspirin' and kidnappin'
Shit happens, gun clap for you in a gift
You should follow how the switch up
Like a group of niggaz schemin' to kill they ArchBishop
You big nigga actin' all hard
Call me Atheist, I don't believe in you, God
like a grand feast celebratin' the bounce of the century
I tote the recipe 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 head and your chest, now rock to the
Yo, we got the obscure shit for the
Nevertheless, we split head and your chest, now rock to the beat

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

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