Luyện nghe bài hát Holla @ Cha' Boy

I you niggaz would be back
See, see, you need to fuck me you know I mean?
Yeah, you need to at your boy, man

Stop fuckin' with punk niggaz, man, with that shit
That's you get
That shit stepped on nigga, what you get
I got raw, I got that, uh

seven
(Holla @ boy)
What you need
Come on with it, on with it
(Holla @ boy)

I got it all day, in the
(Holla @ boy)
Sick of blow up
(Holla @ boy)

what you get for fuckin' with them niggaz
Come and see me for real O.G.
He a O-Z, I'm a ki
Dope as a motherfucker, son, a [Incomprehensible]

Bitches fiend for it, then lean for it
It ain't cocaine, but wanna still blow it
What you need, you need
Hoes offer me the slip and the deed

Treat it just weed
Hit the right end, then it to her friend
I'm a hustler, you a
Them other you like, straight fuckin' ya

Some of 'em lyin', most of 'em
are dyin', some of 'em victims
When you come from South LA
shit is like dirt weed, a nigga got a headache

If you it raw, now
Make the now, look me up, nigga
(Holla @ boy)

Fiendin' for that shit
Take a look, bitch, you need, baby
(Holla @ boy)

I got it all day
In the on Broadway
(Holla @ boy)

of that blow up
Gettin' stepped on, nigga, come on
(Holla @ boy)

Ice Cube, back then they used to me
Now that I'm hot, these still love me
'Cause I'm far from
Everywhere I go, they wanna and hug me

They say "Dopeman,
I got your money turn into Konnan"
Don't wanna see the
I am the man here to Cleveland

get mad, I get even
Try to shake the van, think sleepin'
Oh, my God, this leakin'
best to call the deacon

Any dose is a
Leave punk-ass dead or a comatose
And if you don't wanna
My shit'll crack you out like Tyrone

If you it raw, now
the call now, look me up, nigga
(Holla @ boy)

Fiendin' for that shit
Take a look, bitch, you need, baby
(Holla @ boy)

I got it all day
In the hallway on
(Holla @ boy)

Sick of that up
Gettin' on, nigga, come on home
(Holla @ boy)

Holla,
But don't two-way a
Bitch, that ain't but a transcript

bitch
(I'll holla)
Don't a nigga man
(I'll holla)

If you it raw, now
Make the call now, look me up,
(Holla @ boy)

Fiendin' for that shit
Take a look, bitch, you need, baby
(Holla @ boy)

I got it all day
In the hallway on
(Holla @ boy)

Sick of that up
Gettin' on, nigga, come on home
(Holla @ boy)

Twenty
I've been servin' you
For twenty
(Holla @ boy)

Why would you fuck with else, ha?
(Holla @ boy)
That's why you're up right now, ain't it?
(Holla @ boy)

You to get at me
You know I got it and I know you it
(Holla @ boy)o

Come on, Cube, let me rap on
I'm, I'm tryin' to sack somethin' up