Luyện nghe bài hát Make You Wanna Holla

Now we gon burn right here
Ay yo dim the lights
yeah
we gon let the track to em

Fly cars hos rocks on my arm shit
you'd I had the world in my palm
surrounded by the pockets full of C.R.E.A.M.
ain't all peaches and cream
cause hard being a rich man specially when you black
no margin for no room for slack
cops on your back
lyin tryin to me
they wait to treat a nigga you would think it was the
and it

Makes you holla
to the top of my lungs but the weed smoke's my lungs
my son
I know this game is don't let him go where I've gone
see what I've seen takin puffs off the
my mind off this bullshit
it's a mental tug of war
with bullshit I got a keep a full clip
you don't understand
I'm human I'm just like you damn

Makes you holla
it's hard sometimes on the grind
when you're to get them dollars man and
Prayin for
but it might not so I'm a hustle till my work is done
It makes you wanna
cause it's hard on the grind
you're tryin to get them dollars man
Prayin for
but it not come so I'm a hustle till my work is done

Livin in bucks big boy trucks
sometimes I like givin it up
drop top chrome pipes what a life
I'd trade it all just to sleep nights
it's hard a gangsta
specially when you get the D.A. still buildin a
everywhere you turn all up in your face
I.R.S. audit your papes to take your estate
and your man's on the stand raisin his right
cause you swear to the truth I bet you do
and it

Makes you holla
cause when you got dollars every chick wanna
claimin swallow
need the so-called cats you from way back
suddenly they your cousin wanna run with the
he man long as you givin him stacks
but let you get fucked and need a
he ain't callin you
now what type of is that