Luyện nghe bài hát What Cha Talkin Bout

All dem niggas there

Fuck

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

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

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

Though we all live it up
'fo the lights go out in your
No one is gon' get
Fillin all doubts, and out
Only when ya sure to a loss
man get yours, 'cause light don't blast
If the guns get cha
It's sure to be the
Why ask why? You gonna his answer
He made it up and just to get your chances
It's a baby been knowin,
Trust of homage you go insurin
at close range or betrayal of my trust
Only gave me one change, just us
Who banging at the poppa
Gangsta network G shit
million dollar plans
Pullin dollar scams
It be a trillion man
Fuck y'all, I'm rich
The world me sick
I really wanna it up
It's like I'm druck and need, I wanna give it up
I stay and stay composed with no doubts
Throwing up Dogg hollerin...

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

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

Cha Talkin Bout
What Cha Talkin
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 Talkin
What Cha Bout
Cha Talkin Bout (Mash to maintain, blast gats to gang bang)
What Cha Talkin
What Cha Talkin
What Cha Talkin Bout (Anybody kill a mob)

Hahaha,

We run these
And big dope sacks

Smoke some, drink
what I'm talkin about

Still blastin at close
Things ain't
We the
But we and mash to maintain
Like to say up to Tray Deee, Slip Capone, Soopafly and Mr B-A-D
Gang
But we and mash to maintain on all y'all suckers
To my big C-Style
What up

What Cha Bout
What Cha Talkin
What Cha Talkin