Luyện nghe bài hát Well All Rite Cha

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

Now these doors don't til after dark
And it ain't til twelve 'til the really starts
(Yo me and my had to be in by ten
before the fun was about to begin)
Yo yo one bitten jabberjaws tryin' to the
Paper written, kids be bullshittin', I see they
Too many rebels, not cause for me to pause
Them broads love my shitty drawers, the
Criminal minded put my life it, you niggaz
Find it hard to swallow in the bottle, she too sexy
So I gotta watch you fast bitches, too many
That can give a 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 fuck are you?)
Doc walkin' bumpin' M.O.P.
To catch a nigga gettin' gassed, puttin' ten on
(Da Ruckus!) the mic I blast men on sight
So off the hook Atlantic Bell had to go on
Doc did it, come AMG kitted
20/20 vision, comes tinted! being so high
(So high) so high so

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

Gats, right hook, uppercut how I left 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 midget
Diggin in that whole and, piss on your picnic
(Don't nobody move) Don't nobody flinchin'
driver, roll up the fuckin' partition!

Who them niggaz that be rollin thai, high as a kite?
Gettin' pussy all (well all right cha) yeah yeah
Well who them you can call on, when you want to brawl?
(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 Stat' it down (well all right cha) yo yo
Mad dick up in your (hah, all night cha)

Yo and Doc, did it before, I'll 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
B-Boys around and act p-noid
Bring the T-Roy, to earlobes, keyloid
(Terminator 2) Doc after Sarah
For the barrel (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 I act different
The eyeball, your distance, warning y'all you don't listen
Bitchin' shit you ain't gettin'
So finally, puttin' in work, the big
MC, a social disease, and get it first
Enemies, feel my energies, four of anger
Remember me? (The nigga!)
Too Fabulous, RZA Sharp, and hazardous
Figure, with bad habit, hold his liquor
like a millipede (Hot Nix-on)
Contemplate the non-fiction on leaves
Paragraphs, degrees, my pen bleed (ha!)
Howin' you the I feel from holdin' these
Black thoughts, rooted, nowadays
They come with batteries included, in ways

Who niggaz that be rollin' them thai, high as a kite?
Gettin' pussy all night (well all right cha) yeah
who them cats you can call on, when you want to brawl?
(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 hold it down (well all right cha) yo yo
Mad dick up in your mouth (all cha)

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