Luyện nghe bài hát What Cha Talkin Bout

All dem niggas there

Fuck

I you knew about us
You what we throw on this
on rhyme
Anybody
Fuck all

We run the streets, run with my game
We make paper, big paper, all day, it's a
And we up on the quickness up the side of you
Keep heat, big heat to drop on you
Nigga we the streets hot
just us and the cops
And die in shady spots over hustlin rock
money rule the world
and girls, fly
Did ya seen?
Never, even dreamless, things
That make the world we in what it is
And though with you would die
It's a shame is real on these wheels
Foes on a hundred weed
Me and Bad and
In an ice
Big strap that let a have to come out
down Atlanta, go on, come out
Hit the liquor store when used to run out
Throwin up the gang What Cha Talkin Bout

What Cha Bout
What Cha Talkin
What Cha Bout (I wouldn't have enough in the touch to know everythang)
What Cha Talkin
What Cha Bout
What Cha Talkin Bout (We run these street and big dope sacks)
Cha Talkin Bout
What Cha Bout
What Cha Talkin (Mash to maintain, blast gats to gang bang)
Cha Talkin Bout
What Cha Bout
Cha Talkin Bout (Anybody kill a whole mob)

Though we all wanna it up
'fo the lights go out in house
No one is gon' get
Fillin all doubts, and out
when ya sure to take a loss
Otherwise man get yours, 'cause don't blast
If the guns get cha
sure to be the cancer
Why ask why? You gonna believe his
He it up and just about to get your chances
a baby I've been knowin,
Trust of homage you could go
Gats at close range or betrayal of my
gave me one change, it's just us
Who at the poppa stops
network your G shit
Makin dollar plans
Pullin million scams
It be a trillion man
Fuck y'all, I'm gettin
The make me sick
I really wanna it up
like I'm druck and didn't need, I wanna give it up
I calm and stay composed with no doubts
Throwing up Pound hollerin...

What Cha Bout
Cha Talkin Bout
What Cha Talkin Bout (I have enough in the touch to know everythang)
What Cha Talkin
What Cha Talkin
What Cha Talkin Bout (We run street teams and big dope sacks)
Cha Talkin Bout
What Cha Bout
What Cha Talkin (Mash to maintain, blast gats to gang bang)
Cha Talkin Bout
What Cha Talkin
What Cha Talkin Bout (Anybody kill a mob)

We run these 'cause we all tryna live it up
for this dream and never will we give it up
Puttin up nothin
The world let us hear no fury
Holla fuck 'em, filthy with a big plan to touch 'em
nothin
Provin, I can make a difference
Any ??? 'll louder then
All that y'all at gettin payed
One of the two reasons I keep rappin
It happened
The peace so niggas know
Sublime would open, how dyin, I'm just tryin
Till I keep all my boy, I hit the line
should defy the law
I've what I was looking for
Even it's hard, you've still gotta go for yours
Smokin, hopin I get into heaven some open door
Even though it's hard, you've still gotta go for
Smokin, hopin I get into heaven some open door
Even though it's hard, you've gotta go for yours

Cha Talkin Bout
What Cha Talkin
What Cha Talkin (I wouldn't have enough in the touch to know everythang)
Cha Talkin Bout
What Cha Talkin
What Cha Talkin Bout (We run these teams and big dope sacks)
What Cha Bout
Cha Talkin Bout
What Cha Talkin Bout (Mash to maintain, blast to gang bang)
Cha Talkin Bout
What Cha Bout
What Cha Talkin (Anybody kill a whole mob)

Hahaha,

We run streets
And big dope sacks

Smoke some, some
That's I'm talkin about

Still at close range
Things changed
We the
But we blast and mash to
Like to say what up to Tray Deee, Slip Capone, and Mr B-A-D
bangin
But we blast and mash to maintain on all y'all
To my big homeboy
up dogg?

What Cha Bout
What Cha Talkin
What Cha Talkin