Luyện nghe bài hát It's The Holidaze

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

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

Like nigga 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 back and treat you like you met us
So this year fill ya heart wit' cheer or disappear
Holla if ya clear nigga, it's Ice you can call me tha Grinch
I got Christmas list but I ain't buyin' you shit

Tell ya that I'm comin' by
(Yeah, yeah)
Got that shit get ya high
(I'm on my way)
Talkin' shit 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 comin' through to you for the holidaze)

Connect gang-ga-gang
Connect
gang-ga-gang

Ba boom, guess who in the room
Off the liquor loc C-walkin' under the
Shoppin' cookies, bag full of
Smokin' out your city this blue berry sticky icky
WC off the hinges my
And them high switchez for a Ghetto Christmas
Hit the flossin', I got's to rap
wheelin' 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 threelik swing, swing, bling
Mad hoggin, bouncin, sippin'
Blindin' niggaz the carrots in my ear
Another out the gate, stack them big heads
Dub tryin' get me Tween some nyya

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

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

Holla at a pimp, at a pimp

that time of year I got a Sack of Scrizzla
And meants for the whitening sabber and
I know my momma cooked, I can hardly
I'm hungry so when I come through me a plate
Or that hun southern cook connect jam
Now on the ham, but heavy on the candy jam
I see you lookin' at me out
(No doubt)

Pull up in a straight Thugged out
Heavy metal, extreame and bugs
And only converse on my pedal 'cuz all I is chucks
While I'm G all down on my drawers
And you know I plained up like Santa
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 snitchin'
And though it's sunny I'm still around hoes I'm pitchin'

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

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