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 I'm off tonight
And you really wanna alright

Cook somethin' serve somethin', like Girv somethin'
Michael Irv somethin', smoke sometin'
'Cuz the holidaze, get ya dolla daze, pop a colla plaze
I'm through wit' the brand new light blue
Ready to eat n' shit, niggas compete my shit
Got the whole family on the law, so mine's be

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

Tell ya 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 feel alright

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

Westside gang-ga-gang
Connect
Connect

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

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

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

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)

at a pimp, holla at a pimp

It's time of year I got a Sack of Scrizzla
And meants for the whitening 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 lookin' at me out
(No doubt)

Pull up in a bentley Thugged out
Heavy metal, ghetto and bugs
And only converse on my pedal all I wear is chucks
While I'm greasin' G all on my drawers
And you know I up like Santa Claus
I grind and do what I do to a not
And the Cali weather the only thing that's hot
Chicken Hawkin', I stay away from guys that
And though it's sunny I'm still around hoes 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 feel alright

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