Luyện nghe bài hát Holla @ Cha' Boy

I you niggaz would be back
See, see, you to fuck with me you know I mean?
Yeah, you need to holla at boy, man

Stop fuckin' with them punk niggaz, man, with shit
what you get
That shit stepped on nigga, that's you get
I got raw, I got that, uh

seven
(Holla @ boy)
you need baby?
Come on it, come on with it
(Holla @ boy)

I got it all day, in the
(Holla @ boy)
Sick of that up
(Holla @ boy)

That's what you get for fuckin' with niggaz
and see me for that real O.G.
He a O-Z, I'm a ki
as a motherfucker, son, a whole [Incomprehensible]

Bitches fiend for it, they lean for it
It ain't cocaine, but they still blow it
you need, what you need
Hoes me the pink slip and the deed

it just like weed
Hit the right end, then pass it to her
I'm a hustler, you a
other niggaz you like, straight fuckin' ya

Some of 'em lyin', most of 'em
Others are dyin', some of 'em
you come from South Central LA
That shit is dirt weed, a nigga got a headache

If you it raw, now
the call now, look me up, nigga
(Holla @ boy)

Fiendin' for that shit
a look, bitch, what you need, baby
(Holla @ boy)

I got it all day
In the hallway on
(Holla @ boy)

of that blow up
Gettin' stepped on, nigga, on home
(Holla @ boy)

Ice Cube, back then they used to me
Now that I'm hot, these bitches love me
I'm far from ugly
Everywhere I go, they kiss and hug me

say "Dopeman, dopeman
I got your money don't turn Konnan"
wanna see the G-hand
I am the man from to Cleveland

get mad, I get even
Try to shake the van, you're sleepin'
Oh, my God, nigga's leakin'
Somebody to call the deacon

Any dose is a
Leave your dead or a comatose
And if you don't listen
My shit'll you out like Tyrone Biggums

If you it raw, now
Make the call now, look me up,
(Holla @ boy)

for that good shit
Take a look, bitch, what you need,
(Holla @ boy)

I got it all day
In the on Broadway
(Holla @ boy)

of that blow up
Gettin' stepped on, nigga, come on
(Holla @ boy)

Holla,
But don't two-way a
Bitch, that ain't nothin' but a

bitch
(I'll holla)
Don't two-way a man
(I'll holla)

If you it raw, now
Make the now, look me up, nigga
(Holla @ boy)

for that good shit
Take a look, bitch, what you need,
(Holla @ boy)

I got it all day
In the hallway on
(Holla @ boy)

Sick of that up
Gettin' stepped on, nigga, come on
(Holla @ boy)

Twenty
I've servin' you fiends
For twenty
(Holla @ boy)

Why would you fuck anybody else, ha?
(Holla @ boy)
That's why you're fucked up right now, it?
(Holla @ boy)

You to get at me
You know I got it and I know you it
(Holla @ boy)o

Come on, Cube, let me rap on
I'm, I'm tryin' to sack somethin' up