Luyện nghe bài hát Holla

Yea, yea, this shit like
One, two O'clock in the mornin' with the full out
Niggaz in trucks creepin'
With a fresh box of pills for these bitches

Yea, team select, collect, G's connect
Thieves nigga the trees to the smoke fest
Wanna a toke?
Yes, the zone I'm in
I'm Smithsonian nigga, fuck it call me Napoleon
Wave the torch, cut the head off the
The I'm rhymin' in 'cause a frenzy up in Ireland
Hit ya, I'm get ya
And drop the scripture at your Barmitzvah
Yo, map shit out, through the speakers
With a wife beater on, bushes below, a new pair of
Street niggaz hang on the sidewalk, 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 people
Young and restless 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 bounce
Put one in your stomach you in a fetalish crouch, nigga
My vernacular is
Strategic plans'll have you lookin' wacker a postal office massacre
Is that so? Make moves just a fatso
in a Minivan Astro after my gat blow

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

Yea, my entire mind state deeper
astronomy and mathematics like Galileo
Smash you like mashed potato
Back when used to rock Ballys and Clarks
I used to watch, little niggaz shouldn't hustle nickel in the park
Barrels spray the flame in the dark
Blood spill stain on the street, that's how niggaz be they mark
Fuckin' diplomats who love Bailey's
Monopolize and quickly get other fuckin' with Israelis
So solid how we be symbolic to a of niggaz
That be all on the same wallet
type niggaz that be conspirin' and kidnappin'
Shit happens, gun for you in a gift wrappin'
You should follow how the switch up
Like a of religious niggaz schemin' to kill they ArchBishop
You big pussy nigga all hard
Call me Atheist, I don't believe in you, God
It's like a grand celebratin' the bounce of the century
I tote the recipe quick for any of discrepancy
Busta the great renaissance artist and architect
Like how a Filippo Brunelleschi portrait is so to get
We got the obscure shit for the
Nevertheless, we split your and your chest, now rock to the beat
Yo, we got the obscure shit for the
Nevertheless, we split your head and your chest, now to the beat

Aiyyo, get up, get up, get
Roll up, light up, and smoke 'dro
Bitch shake yo' hips and bounce real
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 stew chicken
Dr. Dre niggaz, yea