Luyện nghe bài hát Holla @ Cha' Boy

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

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

Twenty-fo'
(Holla @ boy)
What you baby?
Come on it, come on with it
(Holla @ boy)

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

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

fiend for it, then they lean for it
It ain't cocaine, but they wanna blow it
you need, what you need
Hoes offer me the pink and the deed

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

Some of 'em lyin', of 'em trickin'
Others are dyin', of 'em victims
you come from South Central LA
That shit is like dirt weed, a nigga got a

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

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

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

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

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

say "Dopeman, dopeman
I got your don't turn into Konnan"
Don't 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, this nigga's
best to call the deacon

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

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

Fiendin' for that good
Take a look, bitch, you need, baby
(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 don't a nigga
Bitch, that ain't but a transcript

Dumb
(I'll holla)
Don't a nigga man
(I'll holla)

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

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

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

Why you fuck with anybody else, ha?
(Holla @ boy)
why you're fucked up right now, ain't it?
(Holla @ boy)

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

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