Luyện nghe bài hát Holla @ Cha' Boy

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

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

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

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

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

fiend for it, then they 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 like
Hit the right end, then it to her friend
I'm a hustler, you a
other niggaz you like, straight fuckin' ya

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

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 on Broadway
(Holla @ boy)

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

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

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

get mad, I get even
Try to shake the van, think you're
Oh, my God, nigga's 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 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 on Broadway
(Holla @ boy)

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

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

Dumb
(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 good 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, on home
(Holla @ boy)

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

Why would you fuck with 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 know you it
(Holla @ boy)o

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