Luyện nghe bài hát Well All Rite Cha

Hydro
(Buddha)
Hah yo, ya ya yo
I need some weed
(Lady)
All day
I need brown weed
(Jenny)
I some cut
(Lady, lady)

Now these doors don't open, til dark
(Owoo)
And it ain't twelve 'til the party really starts
(Yo, me and my had to be in by ten)
before the fun was about to begin
Yo yo, one jabberjaws tryin' to taste the
Paper written kids be bullshittin' I see flaws
Too many not enough cause for me to pause
(Haha)
Them broads my shitty drawers the finest
minded put my life behind it you niggaz
Find it hard to poison in the bottle
(She too sexy)
So I gotta watch you fast bitches too tricks
That can a dick a bad sickness

Yo, yo yo son me?
(Yo)
I'm tryin' to a million buck or two
The ill MC in
(And who the are you?)
Doc walkin' bumpin' M.O.P
To catch a nigga gassed, puttin' ten on three
(Da ruckus)
With the mic I men on sight
So off the hook Atlantic, had to go on strike
Doc did it metaphors kitted
Twenty-twenty vision comes tinted being so high
(So high)
So so high

Air it out
Iron I be the street soldier ante up
Pull panties up, party's over, in the cut
Slappin' grudges offa shoulder bringin' ruck
Like them wild at Villanova hot as fuck
Duke or sober suave bowler soul
Of the stole a colder than cola
Caps your hoodie hat island of stat'
Keep them cats runnin' for they gat, in weather

Gats, right hook, uppercut how I left your eye
Stage dived, made a mistake, F.O.I
Aiyyo hoe doc be keepin a dope show like
Manson the handgun be stashed in the
Jersey drop son me whip it like midget
in that whole plate and piss on your picnic
(Don't move)
Don't start flinchin'
Limo driver roll up the partition

Who them niggaz that be rollin' Thai, high as a kite?
pussy all nite
(Well all cha)
yeah
Well who them cats you can call on, when you wanna
(Get as hell)
And so on
(Well all cha)
Yo yo
Is funk doc up in the
(Well all cha)
Yo yo
Hot nix up in the
(Well all cha)
Bricks to stat' it down
(Well all cha)
Yo yo
(Mad up in your mouth)
(Hah, all cha)

Yo tical's and doc did it before, I'll do it
spark to the ignition, I'm screwin' it in
(Aiyyo we out!)
Six in ten seconds, what?
I'll be the first one on the at your wedding reception
B boys gather around and act p
Bring the T roy, to earlobes, keyloid
(Terminator two)
Doc after conn'
For the bonds
(Am I on?)
Tical, on

Uhh uhh on, uhh uhh on
Uh uh uh uh uh, uh uh on

Got these slim pickin's on my Dickens I pack a Mac
To make your back stiffen flip the I act different
The eyeball keep your distance y'all you don't listen
Bitchin' over you ain't gettin'
So puttin' in work the big hurt
MC with a disease and get it first
Enemies feel my energies four centuries of
me?
(The nigga)
Too ghetto fabulous rza, sharp, and
with bad habit can't hold his liquor
Speed like a
(Hot nix-on)
Contemplate the on loose leaves
Paragraphs, hundred degrees, my pen
(Ha)
Showin' you the pain I feel holdin' these
thoughts, deep rooted, nowadays
They come with batteries included, in wicked

Who them niggaz be rollin them thai, high as a kite?
Gettin pussy all
(Well all cha)
Yeah
Well who them you can call on, when you wanna brawl?
(Get as hell)
And so on
(Well all cha)
Yo yo
Is funk diggy in the
(Well all cha)
Yo yo
Meth diggy no
(Well all cha)
Bricks to stat' it down
(Well all cha)
Yo yo
Mad up in your mouth
(All cha)

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Cha cha cha cha cha cha cha cha
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