Luyện nghe bài hát Make You Wanna Holla

Now we gon burn this here
Ay yo dim the down
yeah
we gon let the talk to em

Fly pretty hos rocks on my arm shit
think I had the world in my palm
surrounded by the team pockets of C.R.E.A.M.
ain't all peaches and cream
cause it's hard being a rich man when you black
no margin for no room for slack
stay on your back
lyin to convict me
they wait to treat a nigga you would it was the 60's
and it

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

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

Livin swimmin in big boy trucks
sometimes I feel like it up
drop top chrome pipes damn a life
I'd trade it all just to some nights
hard bein 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 his right hand
cause you swear to tell the I bet you do
and it

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