Luyện nghe bài hát It's The Holidaze

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

Cook serve somethin', like George Girv somethin'
Fingaroll Michael Irv somethin', sometin'
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 family on the law, so be jealous

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

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

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

Westside Connect
gang-ga-gang
Connect

Ba boom, guess who in the room
Off the liquor loc C-walkin' the missteltoe
cookies, bag full of Goodies
Smokin' out your with this blue berry sticky icky
WC off the hinges my
And them switchez for a Ghetto fucking Christmas
Hit the block flossin', I to rap
Three wheelin' with the 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 threelik swing, swing, bling
Mad hoggin, bouncin, beer
Blindin' niggaz the carrots in my ear
Another currin' out the gate, stack them big
Dub tryin' get me Tween some scared

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

I wanna know you gonna do for the holidaze?
(Say what I'm comin' 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 that time of I got a Sack of Scrizzla
And for the whitening sabber and Chinchilla
I know my momma cooked, I can wait
I'm hungry so when I come hand me a plate
Or that down hun southern cook jam
Now easy on the ham, but on the candy jam
I see you lookin' at me out
(No doubt)

Pull up in a straight Thugged out
Heavy metal, ghetto and bugs
And only on my pedal 'cuz all I wear is chucks
While I'm greasin' G all on my drawers
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 thing that's hot
Chicken Hawkin', I stay away from that snitchin'
And though sunny 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)
shit 'cuz I'm off tonight
And you really wanna feel

I wanna know what you 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)