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' 'cuz I'm off tonight
And you wanna feel alright

Cook somethin' serve somethin', like George somethin'
Fingaroll Michael Irv somethin', smoke
it's the holidaze, get ya dolla daze, pop a colla plaze
I'm come through 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 nigga marcellous but don't get overzealous
And try to wit' a nigga who play double headas 'cuz
I'll pull out the wettas
Cock 'em and treat you like you neva met us
So this year fill ya heart cheer or disappear nigga
Holla if ya clear nigga, it's Ice Cube you can call me tha
I got your Christmas list but I buyin' you shit

Tell ya people that I'm by
(Yeah, yeah)
Got shit that'll get ya high
(I'm on my way)
Talkin' shit I'm off tonight
And you really wanna alright

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

Westside Connect
Connect
Connect

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

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
Blindin' niggaz the carrots in my ear
Another currin' out the gate, them big heads
Dub get me Tween some scared nyya

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

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

Holla at a pimp, holla at a

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

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

Tell ya that I'm comin' by
(Yeah, yeah)
Got that that'll get ya high
(I'm do or die)
Talkin' shit I'm off tonight
And you really wanna 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' to drink a brew for the holidaze)