Luyện nghe bài hát Holla

Yea, yea, this sound like
One, two O'clock in the with the full moon out
Niggaz in trucks creepin'
With a fresh box of pills for these bitches

Yea, select, please collect, G's connect
Thieves direct the trees to the smoke fest
take a toke?
Yes, the zone I'm in
I'm like nigga, fuck it call me Napoleon
the torch, cut the head off the Leviathan
The terminology I'm rhymin' in 'cause a up in Ireland
Hit ya, I'm get ya
And drop the bomb scripture at Barmitzvah
Yo, map shit out, through the speakers
With a wife beater on, below, a new pair of sneakers
niggaz hang on the sidewalk, that's where I learned my fly talk
Pimp and how to sky walk
Moderatin' how we establish the whole
The way we honor it, never conquer it
See how we wreck, has a global effect, on even people
Young and down to the old and feeble
Peep them, Czechoslovakian to Yugoslavian
Be all into my bounce so don't be botherin',
So now you should feel the whole cathedralish
Put one in your stomach leave you in a fetalish crouch,
My is spectacular
plans'll have you lookin' wacker than a postal office massacre
Is that so? Make just like a fatso
Bounce in a Minivan Astro after my gat

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

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

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

at me now, c'mon
Yea, Busta Rhymes, cookin' up a little stew chicken
Dr. Dre niggaz, yea