Luyện nghe bài hát Let You Havit

Now this is for the g's who know we needs gangsta shit
It's like the we funk so it's gotsta hit
And when you up that hooter pass it to the young g
The nigga mista quik, that's me from the
And when I'm it up for my hood you can't clown
when we lettin off you gots to duck down
And then rollin back to the spot where they hang
(Westside fo'hundred gang) so it's a street thang
Makin that grip and the chips high
Ballin never fallin I to stay fly
they smokin up them beadies or rollin the joints fat
I gotta kick it my niggaz cause it's like that
And you to know I ain't for none, because I'm dumpin
The hollow point rounds that got everybody
But they keep on mouthin, kickin up the static
But keep on talkin shit *machine gun* and I'ma let you

Yeah
Huh, let you havit

Check

told me that you dissed me (bitch) in your video
But I ain't trippin cause I'm knowin you ain't nothin but a hoe
And yeah I said monkey ass name in my underground tape
But if you peeped game you woulda me say
("To the top of the tree, for see")
We wasn't dissin lettin you know the other was on a mission
Comin up with the Quik-ness, now you know who's dick is
in the throats of the Compton's most bitches
So take this shit to your set if you got one
And be puttin the double oh bugs in my shotgun
And if you come back fuckin around I'ma take your
Why would you come back to a gunfight, with a fuckin
So there it is MC Eiht, cause wack
And Quik can beat the niggaz down with another sack
So keep on in your Camry or your rabbit but
If I catch you slippin in my hood, gotta let you

Ahh
Gotta let you
Huh, let you havit