Luyện nghe bài hát Let You Havit

Now is for the g's who know we needs that gangsta shit
It's like the p-funk we funk so it's hit
And when you up that hooter pass it to the young g
The nigga mista quik, me from the c-to-the-p-to-the-t
And when I'm givin it up for my hood you can't
when we lettin off you gots to duck down
And we're rollin back to the spot where they hang
(Westside fo'hundred gang) so it's a street thang
that grip and stackin the chips 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 it's like that
And you need to know I ain't for none, because I'm
The hollow point that got everybody humpin
But niggaz they keep on mouthin, kickin up the
But keep on talkin shit *machine gun* and let you havit

yeah
Huh, I'ma let you

Check

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

Ahh
let you havit
Huh, let you havit