Luyện nghe bài hát Well All Rite Cha

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

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

Yo, yo! Yo son me?
(Yo) I'm tryin' to a million buck or two
The ill MC step in (and who the are you?)
Doc walkin' bumpin' M.O.P.
To catch a gettin' gassed, puttin' ten on three
(Da Ruckus!) the mic I blast men on sight
So off the hook Atlantic Bell had to go on
Doc did it, metaphors come AMG
20/20 vision, comes tinted! being so high
(So high) so so high

Air it out
Iron Lung I be the soldier, ante up
Pull them up, party's over, in the cut
grudges offa niggaz shoulder, bringin' ruck
Like Wild-cats at Villanova, hot as fuck!
or sober, suave bowler, soul controller
Of the universe, stole-a, than cola
Caps your hoodie hat, Island of Stat'
Keep them runnin for they gat, in stormy weather

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

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

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

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

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

Who them that be rollin' them thai, high as a kite?
Gettin' pussy all (well all right cha) yeah 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 Diggy in the house? (well all right cha) yo yo
Diggy no doubt! (well all right cha)
Bricks to Stat' hold it (well all right cha) yo yo
Mad dick up in mouth (all night cha)

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