Luyện nghe bài hát Holla-Holliday

All you got to do is the music
And listen for the rhythm..listen for the

(Crowd) x4]
Now we go (HERE WE GO!)

on (COME ON!)

x2]
BOTTLES UP! It's a holla
PUT 'EM DOWN! Break me off some

Now up, fall in line

It's about time to take your coat off
have a toast, coast-to-coast
Show to

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So, at me
A new holiday for players of all kinds
Rich, poor,
Yellow and red, up the dead!

Shine the lights, this is Harlem
True, Digital U and Papa
Bringing slump you can bump to, boo

G]
Don't be
Here's the opportunity to let that out

We looped up Public Enemy in the
To you bug out

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me!

We's to do what they don't
Housing!
Ready to hit the year

I work brown nose

Hoes laugh
We cruise all shows

With us, the will blast you

G]
Out of the
Can your brain stand a taut sack of deez

WE SHOCK-GEESUS!

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Yo, I want you

Fat tracks I've

But words got me debating
All dumb songs, cloned
Got that tone, been waiting

Well, next up in to toast ya
Clee and my man Doe-ja
We got that bump shake you up
wake you up like Folger's
Coffee, up off me
Cause we be
I'm with my and
Them dum-dum moves gonna prove to be

[John
My doggs be, with me like I'm Rabbit Hut

And four-deep in a jeep in the
Plus the Zapp, super-slumping

Bumping, drunken

But we always something
>From doing doughnuts, making hoes go
Our names should be

[John
It no function
We chose today to holla and love, folks
We talk to other like we was brothers
We have more pull than

But like cutthroats
That cash flows up and like a teeter-totter
of their doggs
They for their Lexus and their Movados

[John
I know why cause
Who they checking for even ridahs
We our doggs beside us
why we the survivors

[Digital
UP!

Toss up your Hennessy, Mo'-mo' and
Ain't no player hating way

It's a holiday

G]
Move on, move, on

So go on, na!
Doggonit, everybody get your on
Everybody be they hug on
to put they doggs on

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Ladi-dadi, but a party
this up, let's make it happen
Holla if you need me, me the beadie
We rapping

Holla at me, at your doggs
Take me high, me

Make to my intellect

Sprinkle me, mayne, me
the people over the stairs
They sweating me
Move on, on, move on