Luyện nghe bài hát Holla @ Cha' Boy

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

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

seven
(Holla @ boy)
What you need
Come on with it, on with it
(Holla @ boy)

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

That's you get for fuckin' with them niggaz
Come and see me for that O.G.
He a O-Z, I'm a ki
Dope as a motherfucker, son, a whole

Bitches fiend for it, then lean for it
It ain't cocaine, but they wanna still it
What you need, what you
offer me the pink slip and the deed

Treat it just like
Hit the end, then pass it to her friend
I'm a hustler, you a
Them other you like, straight fuckin' ya

of 'em lyin', most of 'em trickin'
Others are dyin', some of 'em
When you come South Central LA
That shit is like dirt weed, a got a headache

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

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

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

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

Ice Cube, back they used to fuck me
Now that I'm hot, these still love me
'Cause I'm far from
Everywhere I go, wanna kiss and hug me

They say "Dopeman,
I got your money turn into Konnan"
Don't wanna see the
I am the man from here to

Don't get mad, I get
Try to the van, think you're sleepin'
Oh, my God, this nigga's
best to call the deacon

Any is a overdose
Leave your punk-ass or a comatose
And if you don't wanna
My shit'll crack you out like Tyrone

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

Fiendin' for that good
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' on, nigga, come on home
(Holla @ boy)

Holla,
But two-way a nigga
Bitch, that nothin' but a transcript

Dumb
(I'll holla)
two-way a nigga man
(I'll holla)

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

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

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

Sick of blow up
stepped on, nigga, come on home
(Holla @ boy)

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

Why you fuck with anybody else, ha?
(Holla @ boy)
That's why you're fucked up now, ain't 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 just to sack somethin' up