Luyện nghe bài hát Holla

Yea, yea, this shit sound
One, two O'clock in the mornin' the full moon out
Niggaz in they trucks
With a box of ecstasy pills for these bitches

Yea, team select, collect, G's connect
nigga direct the trees to the smoke fest
Wanna take a
Yes, the newest I'm in
I'm like Smithsonian nigga, it call me Napoleon
the torch, cut the head off the Leviathan
The terminology I'm rhymin' in a frenzy up in Ireland
Hit ya, I'm get ya
And drop the scripture at your Barmitzvah
Yo, map shit out, blast the speakers
With a wife on, bushes below, a new pair of sneakers
Street niggaz hang on the sidewalk, that's where I learned my fly
Pimp strut and how to sky
Moderatin' how we establish the conglomerate
The way we honor it, you'll conquer it
See how we wreck, has a global effect, on even people
Young and restless to the old and feeble
them, Czechoslovakian to Yugoslavian niggaz
Be all into my bounce so don't be botherin',
So now you should feel the cathedralish bounce
Put one in your stomach leave you in a fetalish crouch,
My vernacular is
Strategic plans'll have you wacker than a postal office massacre
Is that so? moves just like a fatso
Bounce in a Minivan Astro my gat blow

Aiyyo, get up, get up, get
Roll up, light up, and smoke that
Bitch shake yo' hips and real slow
rep yo' hood, I'm with that
All my if you with me
Yea, I see you,
All my bitches, if you're me
Yea, I see you,

Yea, my whole entire mind deeper
Than and mathematics like Galileo
Smash you like mashed potato
Back when niggaz used to Ballys and Clarks
I used to watch, little niggaz shouldn't hustle nickel crack in the
Barrels spray the brighter flame in the
Blood spill stain on the street, how niggaz be leavin they mark
with diplomats who love Bailey's
Monopolize and quickly get other money fuckin' Israelis
So how we be symbolic to a handful of niggaz
That be all schemin' on the same
Them type niggaz be conspirin' and kidnappin'
happens, gun clap for you in a gift wrappin'
You should how the style switch up
Like a group of religious niggaz schemin' to kill ArchBishop
You big pussy actin' all hard
Call me Atheist, because I believe in you, God
It's a grand feast celebratin' the bounce of the century
I the recipe quick for any type of discrepancy
Busta Rhymes the great renaissance artist and
Like how a Filippo Brunelleschi is so hard to get
We got the obscure for the street
Nevertheless, we your head and your chest, now rock to the beat
Yo, we got the shit for the street
Nevertheless, we split your and your chest, now rock to the beat

Aiyyo, get up, get up, get
Roll up, light up, and smoke 'dro
Bitch shake yo' hips and bounce real
rep yo' hood, I'm with that
All my if you with me
Yea, I see you,
All my bitches, if you're me
Yea, I see you,

Holla at me now,
Yea, Rhymes, cookin' up a little brown stew chicken
Dr. Dre niggaz, yea