Luyện nghe bài hát It's The Holidaze

Tell ya people that I'm by
(Yeah, yeah)
Got that shit get ya high
(Holla at a pimp)
Talkin' shit 'cuz I'm off
And you really feel alright

Cook somethin' serve somethin', like George Girv
Michael Irv somethin', smoke sometin'
'Cuz the holidaze, get ya dolla daze, pop a colla plaze
I'm come wit' the brand new light blue
to eat n' shit, niggas can't compete my shit
Got the whole on the law, so mine's be jealous

Like that nigga marcellous but get overzealous
And try to ball wit' a nigga who double headas 'cuz
I'll pull out the wettas
Cock 'em back and treat you like you met us
So this year fill ya wit' cheer or disappear nigga
Holla if ya clear nigga, it's Ice Cube you can me tha Grinch
I got your Christmas but I ain't buyin' you shit

ya people that I'm comin' by
(Yeah, yeah)
Got that shit that'll get ya
(I'm on my way)
shit 'cuz I'm off tonight
And you really wanna feel

I know what you gonna do for the holidaze?
(You know, I'm comin' for the holidaze)
What you do for the holidaze?
(I'm comin' through to you for the holidaze)

Connect gang-ga-gang
Connect
Connect

Ba boom, guess who in the room
Off the liquor loc C-walkin' under the
Shoppin' cookies, bag of Goodies
Smokin' out your city this blue berry sticky icky
WC off the hinges my
And them high switchez for a Ghetto fucking
Hit the flossin', I got's to rap
Three wheelin' with the on my bud nyya

Gangsta got 'em lookin' my way
'Cuz I got the new "West Class" in the
the corner, put it up on ya
Like threelik swing, swing, bling
Mad hoggin, bouncin, beer
niggaz wit' the carrots in my ear
Another currin' out the gate, stack big heads
Dub tryin' get me some scared nyya

Tell ya people I'm comin' by
(Skip, skip)
Got that shit that'll get ya
(Don't trip)
Talkin' 'cuz I'm off tonight
And you wanna feel alright

I wanna know what you gonna do for the
(Say I'm comin' through for the holidaze)
you gonna do for the holidaze?
(I'm comin' to fuck you for the holidaze)

Holla at a pimp, at a pimp

It's time of year I got a Sack of Scrizzla
And meants for the sabber and Chinchilla
I my momma cooked, I can hardly wait
I'm hungry so when I come hand me a plate
Or that down hun cook connect jam
Now easy on the ham, but heavy on the jam
I see you at me bugged out
(No doubt)

Pull up in a bentley straight out
Heavy metal, ghetto and bugs
And converse on my pedal 'cuz all I wear is chucks
While I'm greasin' G all on my drawers
And you know I plained up like Claus
I and do what I do to make a not
And the Cali weather ain't the thing that's hot
Chicken Hawkin', I stay away from that snitchin'
And though it's I'm still around hoes 'cuz I'm pitchin'

Tell ya people I'm comin' by
(Yeah, yeah)
Got shit that'll get ya high
(I'm do or die)
Talkin' 'cuz I'm off tonight
And you really feel alright

I know what you gonna do for the holidaze?
(What you wanna do? I'm through for the holidaze)
What you do for the holidaze?
(I'm comin' through to drink a for the holidaze)