Luyện nghe bài hát Holla @ Cha' Boy

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

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

seven
(Holla @ boy)
What you 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)

what you get for fuckin' with them niggaz
Come and see me for that 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 still it
you need, what you need
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', of 'em trickin'
are dyin', some of 'em victims
When you come from South LA
That shit is like dirt weed, a nigga got a

If you it raw, now
the call 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 hallway on
(Holla @ boy)

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

Ice Cube, back then they to fuck me
Now that I'm hot, these still love me
I'm far from ugly
Everywhere I go, wanna kiss 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 the van, think you're sleepin'
Oh, my God, this leakin'
Somebody best to the deacon

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

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

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

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

bitch
(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)

for that 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, come on
(Holla @ boy)

Twenty
been servin' you fiends
For twenty
(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 somethin' up