Luyện nghe bài hát Holla @ Cha' Boy

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

fuckin' with 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

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

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

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

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

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

of 'em lyin', most of 'em trickin'
Others are dyin', some of 'em
When you come from Central LA
That shit is like weed, a nigga got a headache

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

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

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

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

Ice Cube, back then they to fuck me
Now I'm hot, these bitches still love me
'Cause I'm far from
I go, they wanna kiss and hug me

They say "Dopeman,
I got your don't turn into Konnan"
Don't see the G-hand
I am the man from to Cleveland

get mad, I get even
Try to shake the van, think you're
Oh, my God, nigga's leakin'
Somebody best to the deacon

Any dose is a
Leave your 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, me up, nigga
(Holla @ boy)

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

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

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

Holla,
But don't a nigga
Bitch, that ain't nothin' but a

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

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

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

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

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

Twenty
been servin' you fiends
For years
(Holla @ boy)

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

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

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