Luyện nghe bài hát Let You Havit

Now this is for the g's who know we needs gangsta shit
It's like the we funk so it's gotsta hit
And when you fire up that hooter pass it to the g
The nigga mista quik, that's me the c-to-the-p-to-the-t
And when I'm givin it up for my hood you can't
Cause we lettin off you gots to duck down
And then rollin back to the spot where they hang
(Westside fo'hundred gang) so it's a street thang
Makin that grip and stackin the high
Ballin never fallin I to stay fly
they smokin up them beadies or rollin the joints fat
I gotta kick it with my niggaz cause it's like
And you need to know I ain't for none, I'm dumpin
The hollow point rounds that got everybody
But niggaz they keep on mouthin, up the static
But keep on talkin *machine gun* and I'ma let you havit

Yeah
Huh, let you havit

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Somebody told me that you me (bitch) in your video
But I ain't trippin I'm knowin you ain't nothin but a silly hoe
And yeah I said monkey ass name in my underground tape
But if you peeped you woulda heard me say
("To the top of the tree, for see")
We dissin lettin you know the other side was on a mission
Comin up with the Quik-ness, now you who's dick this is
Down in the of the Compton's most bitches
So take this back to your set if you got one
And be puttin the double oh bugs in my shotgun
And if you come back around I'ma take your life
Why would you come back to a gunfight, a fuckin knife?
So there it is MC Eiht, you're wack
And mista Quik can beat the niggaz down with sack
So keep on in your Camry or your rabbit but
If I catch you in my hood, gotta let you havit

Ahh
let you havit
Huh, let you havit