Luyện nghe bài hát Let You Havit

Now this is for the g's who know we that gangsta shit
It's like the p-funk we funk so gotsta hit
And when you fire up that hooter pass it to the 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
Cause when we lettin off you gots to down
And then we're rollin back to the spot where they
(Westside street gang) so it's a street thang
Makin that grip and stackin the chips
Ballin never I gots to stay fly
Whether they smokin up them beadies or the joints fat
I gotta kick it with my niggaz it's like that
And you need to know I ain't for none, I'm dumpin
The hollow rounds that got everybody humpin
But niggaz keep on mouthin, kickin up the static
But on talkin shit *machine gun* and I'ma 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 name in my underground
But if you peeped game you heard 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 with the Quik-ness, now you know who's this is
Down in the throats of the 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 fuckin around I'ma take your life
Why would you come back to a gunfight, with a fuckin
So there it is MC Eiht, cause wack
And mista Quik can beat the niggaz down with another
So on rollin in your Camry or your rabbit but
If I catch you slippin in my hood, let you havit

Ahh
let you havit
Huh, let you havit