Luyện nghe bài hát Let You Havit

Now this is for the g's who know we needs gangsta shit
It's like the p-funk we funk so it's hit
And when you fire up that hooter pass it to the g
The nigga quik, that's me from the c-to-the-p-to-the-t
And I'm givin it up for my hood you can't clown
Cause we lettin off you gots to duck down
And then rollin back to the spot where they hang
(Westside street gang) so it's a street thang
Makin that and stackin the chips high
Ballin fallin I gots to stay fly
they smokin up them beadies or rollin the joints fat
I gotta it with my niggaz cause it's like that
And you need to know I for none, because I'm dumpin
The hollow rounds that got everybody humpin
But niggaz they on mouthin, kickin up the static
But keep on talkin shit *machine gun* and let you havit

Yeah
Huh, I'ma let you

Check

Somebody told me that you dissed me (bitch) in video
But I ain't trippin cause I'm knowin you nothin but a silly 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 dissin lettin you know the other side was on a
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 the double oh bugs in my shotgun
And if you come back fuckin I'ma take your life
Why would you come back to a gunfight, with a knife?
So there it is MC Eiht, cause you're
And mista Quik can beat the niggaz down with sack
So keep on in your Camry or your rabbit but
If I you slippin in my hood, gotta let you havit

Ahh
let you havit
Huh, let you havit