Luyện nghe bài hát What Cha Talkin Bout

All dem right there

Fuck

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

We run the streets, come run my game
We paper, big paper, all day, it's a thang
And we ride up on the quickness up the of you
heat, big heat just to drop on you
Nigga we the streets hot
It's just us and the
And niggas die in shady spots over rock
Guess rule the world
and girls, fly
Did ya never
Never, even dreamless, these
That make the world we in what it is
And though with paper you die
It's a shame what is real on these
Foes on a smoke weed
Me and Bad and
In an ice
Big strap that let a nigga have to out
Flyin Atlanta, go on, come out
Hit the liquor when nigga used to run out
up the gang hollerin What Cha Talkin Bout

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

Though we all live it up
'fo the lights go out in your
No one is gon' get
all doubts, and hold out
Only ya sure to take a loss
Otherwise man get yours, 'cause don't blast
If the don't get cha
It's sure to be the
Why ask You gonna believe his answer
He made it up and just to get your chances
a baby I've been knowin,
Trust of you could go insurin
Gats at close range or of my trust
Only gave me one change, it's us
Who banging at the stops
network your G shit
Makin million dollar
Pullin million dollar
It be a dollar man
Fuck y'all, I'm rich
The world make me
I really live it up
like I'm druck and didn't need, I wanna give it up
I stay calm and stay composed with no
Throwing up Dogg hollerin...

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

We run these streets we all tryna live it up
Mashin for this and never will we give it up
Puttin up with
The world let us hear no fury
Holla fuck 'em, filthy with a big plan to touch 'em
Talkin
Provin, movin I can a difference
Any ??? 'll speak then
All that y'all jackin at gettin
One of the two main reasons I rappin
It just
The peace so don't know
Sublime would open, how they dyin, I'm just
Till I all my times boy, I hit the line
Someone defy the law
I've forgot what I was for
Even though it's hard, you've gotta go for yours
Smokin, hopin I get into heaven through some door
Even it's hard, you've still gotta go for yours
Smokin, hopin I get into heaven through some open
Even it's hard, you've still gotta go for yours

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

Hahaha,

We run these
And some big dope

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

Still at close range
Things ain't
We the
But we blast and to maintain
Like to say what up to Tray Deee, Slip Capone, Soopafly and Mr
bangin
But we blast and mash to maintain on all y'all
To my big C-Style
up dogg?

What Cha Talkin
Cha Talkin Bout
What Cha Bout