Luyện nghe bài hát Holla @ Cha' Boy

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

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

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

I got it all day, in the
(Holla @ boy)
Sick of blow 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 for it, then they lean for it
It ain't cocaine, but they wanna blow it
What you need, what you
Hoes offer me the pink slip and the

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

Some of 'em lyin', most of 'em
are dyin', some of 'em victims
When you come from South LA
That 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 good
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' on, nigga, come on home
(Holla @ boy)

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

They say "Dopeman,
I got money don't turn into Konnan"
wanna see the G-hand
I am the man here to Cleveland

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

Any dose is a
your punk-ass dead or a comatose
And if you don't listen
My crack you out like Tyrone Biggums

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

Fiendin' for 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' on, nigga, come on home
(Holla @ boy)

Holla,
But two-way a nigga
Bitch, that ain't nothin' but a

Dumb
(I'll holla)
Don't a nigga 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, come on
(Holla @ boy)

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

Why would you fuck anybody else, ha?
(Holla @ boy)
That's why you're fucked up right now, it?
(Holla @ boy)

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

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