Luyện nghe bài hát What Cha Talkin Bout

All dem right there

Fuck

I thought you knew us
You know we throw on this
on rhyme
Anybody
all y'all

We run the streets, come run 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 just to drop on you
we keep the streets hot
It's just us and the
And niggas die in spots over hustlin rock
Guess money the world
and girls, fly
Did ya seen?
Never, even dreamless, these
make the world we live in what it is
And with paper you would die
It's a shame is real on these wheels
Foes on a hundred smoke
Me and Bad and
In an ice
Big strap that let a nigga have to out
down Atlanta, go on, come out
Hit the liquor store when nigga to run out
Throwin up the gang hollerin Cha Talkin Bout

Cha Talkin Bout
What Cha Talkin
Cha Talkin Bout (I wouldn't have enough in the touch to know everythang)
What Cha Bout
What Cha Talkin
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 Talkin
What Cha Talkin (Anybody kill a whole mob)

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

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

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

Cha Talkin Bout
What Cha Bout
What Cha Talkin (I wouldn't 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)
What Cha Talkin
Cha Talkin Bout
What Cha Bout (Mash to maintain, blast gats to gang bang)
What Cha Bout
What Cha Bout
What Cha Bout (Anybody kill a whole mob)

Hahaha,

We run these
And some big sacks

Smoke some, some
what I'm talkin about

Still at close range
ain't changed
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 homeboy
What up

What Cha Bout
What Cha Bout
Cha Talkin Bout