Luyện nghe bài hát Well All Rite Cha

Hydro (buddha!)
Hah yo ya ya yo!
I need brown weed (lady) all day
I need some brown (jenny)
I need cut (lady lady)

Now these doors don't til after dark
And it ain't til twelve the party really starts
(Yo me and my had to be in by ten
Right the fun was about to begin)
Yo yo one jabberjaws tryin' to taste the
written, kids be bullshittin', I see they flaws
Too many rebels, not enough for me to pause
Them broads love my drawers, the finest
Criminal minded put my life it, you niggaz
Find it to swallow poison in the bottle, she too sexy
So I gotta watch you bitches, too many tricks
can give a dick a bad sickness

Yo, yo! Yo son me?
(Yo) I'm to earn a million buck or two
The ill MC in (and who the fuck 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 Bell had to go on
Doc did it, come AMG kitted
vision, comes tinted! From being so high
(So high) so high so

Air it out
Lung I be the street soldier, ante up
Pull them panties up, over, in the cut
Slappin' grudges offa niggaz shoulder, bringin'
Like them at Villanova, hot as fuck!
Duke or sober, suave bowler, soul
Of the universe, stole-a, colder cola
Caps grab your hoodie hat, of Stat'
Keep them cats runnin for they gat, in stormy

Gats, right hook, swollen how I left your eye
Stage dived, made a mistake, F.O.I.
Aiyyo hoe! Doc be a dope show like Marilyn
the handgun be stashed in the paneling
Jersey son, watch me whip it like midget
Diggin in that whole plate and, piss on picnic
(Don't nobody move) Don't start flinchin'
Limo driver, up the fuckin' partition!

Who them niggaz be rollin them thai, high as a kite?
Gettin' pussy all night (well all right cha) yeah
Well who them cats you can call on, when you want to
(Get as hell) and so on (well all right cha) yo yo
Is Funk Doc up in the (well all right cha) yo yo
Hot Nix up in the (well all right cha)
Bricks to hold it down (well all right cha) yo yo
Mad dick up in your (hah, all night cha)

Yo Tical's and Doc, did it before, do it again
Snatch spark to the ignition, I'm it in
(Aiyyo we out!) Six in ten seconds, what?
I'll be the first one on the floor at your, wedding
gather around and act p-noid
Bring the T-Roy, to earlobes, keyloid
(Terminator 2) Doc after Sarah
For the bonds (Am I on?) Tical, you're on

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

Got these slim on my Charles Dickens, I pack a mac
To make your back stiffen, flip the I act different
The eyeball, keep your distance, warning y'all you listen
over shit you ain't gettin'
So finally, in work, the big hurt
MC, with a social disease, and get it
Enemies, my energies, four centuries of anger
me? (The field nigga!)
Too Fabulous, RZA Sharp, and hazardous
Figure, with bad habit, hold his liquor
Speed like a (Hot Nix-on)
Contemplate the non-fiction on loose
Paragraphs, degrees, my pen bleed (ha!)
Howin' you the pain I feel from these
Black thoughts, rooted, nowadays
They come with included, in wicked ways

Who them niggaz that be them thai, high as a kite?
Gettin' pussy all night (well all right cha) yeah
Well who them cats you can call on, when you want to
(Get drunk as hell) and so on (well all cha) yo yo
Is Diggy in the house? (well all right cha) yo yo
Meth Diggy no doubt! (well all cha)
Bricks to Stat' hold it (well all right cha) yo yo
Mad dick up in your (all night cha)

Cha, cha, cha, cha, cha, cha, cha, cha