Luyện nghe bài hát Holla

Yea, yea, this shit sound
One, two O'clock in the with the full moon out
Niggaz in they trucks
With a box of ecstasy pills for these bitches

Yea, team select, please collect, G's
Thieves nigga direct the to the smoke fest
Wanna a toke?
Yes, the newest I'm in
I'm like Smithsonian nigga, fuck it me Napoleon
Wave the torch, cut the head off the
The terminology I'm rhymin' in 'cause a frenzy up in
Hit ya, I'm get ya
And the bomb scripture at your Barmitzvah
Yo, map shit out, blast the speakers
With a beater on, bushes below, a new pair of sneakers
Street hang on the sidewalk, that's where I learned my fly talk
Pimp and how to sky walk
Moderatin' how we establish the whole
The way we it, you'll never conquer it
See how we wreck, has a global effect, on even Polish
Young and down to the old and feeble
Peep them, to Yugoslavian niggaz
Be all into my bounce so don't be botherin',
So now you should feel the whole cathedralish
Put one in your stomach leave you in a crouch, nigga
My is spectacular
Strategic plans'll have you lookin' wacker than a postal massacre
Is that so? Make moves just like a
Bounce in a Minivan Astro after my gat

Aiyyo, get up, get up, get
Roll up, light up, and smoke 'dro
Bitch shake yo' hips and real slow
Niggaz rep yo' hood, I'm with
All my if you with me
Yea, I see you,
All my bitches, if with me
Yea, I see you,

Yea, my whole entire mind state
Than astronomy and mathematics like
Smash you niggaz mashed potato
when niggaz used to rock Ballys and Clarks
I used to watch, little niggaz shouldn't nickel crack in the park
Barrels the brighter flame in the dark
Blood spill stain on the street, that's how niggaz be they mark
Fuckin' with diplomats who Bailey's
Monopolize and get other money fuckin' with Israelis
So solid how we be symbolic to a handful of
be all schemin' on the same wallet
Them type niggaz that be conspirin' and
Shit happens, gun clap for you in a gift
You should follow how the style up
Like a group of religious niggaz schemin' to kill ArchBishop
You big nigga actin' all hard
Call me Atheist, because I believe in you, God
It's like a grand feast the bounce of the century
I tote the recipe quick for any of discrepancy
Rhymes the great renaissance artist and architect
Like how a Brunelleschi portrait is so hard to get
We got the obscure for the street
Nevertheless, we split your and your chest, now rock to the beat
Yo, we got the obscure for the street
Nevertheless, we split your and your chest, now rock to the beat

Aiyyo, get up, get up, get
Roll up, light up, and that 'dro
Bitch yo' hips and bounce real slow
Niggaz rep yo' hood, I'm with
All my niggaz if you me
Yea, I see you,
All my bitches, if with me
Yea, I see you,

Holla at me now,
Yea, Busta Rhymes, cookin' up a little brown stew
Dr. Dre niggaz, yea