Luyện nghe bài hát Holla @ Cha' Boy

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

Stop fuckin' them 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

Twenty-fo'
(Holla @ boy)
What you need
Come on with it, come on it
(Holla @ boy)

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

That's what you get for with them niggaz
and see me for that real O.G.
He a O-Z, I'm a ki
Dope as a motherfucker, son, a whole

Bitches fiend for it, then they for it
It ain't cocaine, but they wanna still it
you need, what you need
Hoes me the pink slip and the deed

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

Some of 'em lyin', of 'em trickin'
Others are dyin', of 'em victims
you come from South Central LA
That shit is like weed, a nigga got a headache

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

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

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

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

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

say "Dopeman, dopeman
I got your money turn into Konnan"
wanna see the G-hand
I am the man from to Cleveland

Don't get mad, I get
Try to shake the van, you're sleepin'
Oh, my God, this leakin'
Somebody best to the deacon

Any is a overdose
Leave punk-ass dead or a comatose
And if you don't listen
My shit'll you out like Tyrone Biggums

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

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

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

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

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

bitch
(I'll holla)
Don't two-way a man
(I'll holla)

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

for that good shit
Take a look, bitch, what you need,
(Holla @ boy)

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

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

years
I've servin' you fiends
For years
(Holla @ boy)

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

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

on, Cube, let me rap on here
I'm, I'm just tryin' to sack up