Luyện nghe bài hát Holla @ Cha' Boy

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

Stop fuckin' them punk niggaz, man, with that shit
what you get
That shit stepped on nigga, that's 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)

what 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 [Incomprehensible]

Bitches fiend for it, then 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
Them other you like, straight fuckin' ya

Some of 'em lyin', of 'em trickin'
are dyin', some of 'em victims
When you come from South LA
That shit is like weed, a nigga got a headache

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

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

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

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

Ice Cube, back then used to fuck me
Now I'm hot, these bitches still love me
I'm far from ugly
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 here to Cleveland

get mad, I get even
Try to shake the van, think sleepin'
Oh, my God, this nigga's
Somebody best to call the

Any is a overdose
Leave punk-ass dead or a comatose
And if you wanna listen
My shit'll you out like Tyrone Biggums

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

Fiendin' for 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 but a transcript

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

If you it raw, now
the call 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)

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

years
I've been servin' you
For twenty
(Holla @ boy)

Why would you fuck with else, ha?
(Holla @ boy)
That's why you're 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

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