Luyện nghe bài hát Make You Wanna Holla

Now we gon this right here
Ay yo dim the lights
yeah
we gon let the talk to em

Fly cars pretty hos rocks on my arm
think 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 it's hard being a rich man specially you black
no margin for error no for slack
cops stay on back
lyin to convict me
they wait to treat a nigga you think it was the 60's
and it

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

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

Livin in bucks big boy trucks
sometimes I feel like it up
drop top chrome pipes damn what a
I'd trade it all just to sleep some
it's bein a gangsta
specially you get the D.A. still buildin a case
everywhere you turn all up in your face
I.R.S. audit your trying to take your estate
and your man's on the stand raisin his right
you swear to tell the truth I bet you do
and it

Makes you holla
cause when you got dollars every chick holla
claimin they
need the so-called cats you knew way back
suddenly they your cousin wanna run with the
he man long as you givin him stacks
but let you get fucked and a buck
he callin you back
now type of shit is that