Luyện nghe bài hát What Cha Talkin Bout

All dem right there

Fuck

I you knew about us
You know we throw on this
1-87 on
killa
Fuck all

We run the streets, run with my game
We make paper, big paper, all day, it's a
And we ride up on the up the side of you
Keep heat, big heat just to on you
Nigga we the streets hot
It's us and the cops
And niggas die in shady spots over rock
Guess money rule the
and girls, fly
Did ya seen?
Never, dreamless, these things
make the world we live in what it is
And with paper you would die
It's a what is real on these wheels
Foes on a smoke weed
Me and Bad and
In an ice
Big strap let a nigga have to come out
Flyin down Atlanta, go on, out
Hit the store when nigga used to run out
up the gang hollerin What Cha Talkin Bout

What Cha Bout
What Cha Bout
What Cha Talkin Bout (I have enough in the touch to know everythang)
Cha Talkin Bout
What Cha Bout
What Cha Bout (We run these street teams and big dope sacks)
What Cha Bout
Cha Talkin Bout
What Cha Talkin Bout (Mash to maintain, blast gats to bang)
What Cha Talkin
What Cha Talkin
What Cha Talkin Bout (Anybody kill a mob)

Though we all wanna it up
'fo the lights go out in house
No one is gon' get
Fillin all doubts, and out
Only when ya to take a loss
man get yours, 'cause light don't blast
If the guns get cha
It's to be the cancer
Why ask why? You believe his answer
He made it up and just about to get chances
It's a baby I've knowin,
Trust of homage you could go
at close range or betrayal of my trust
Only gave me one change, it's us
Who banging at the poppa
Gangsta network your G
Makin million dollar
Pullin dollar scams
It be a dollar man
Fuck y'all, I'm rich
The world make me
I really wanna it up
It's I'm druck and didn't need, I wanna give it up
I stay and stay composed with no doubts
Throwing up Pound hollerin...

What Cha Talkin
Cha Talkin Bout
What Cha Talkin Bout (I wouldn't have enough in the to know everythang)
Cha Talkin Bout
What Cha Bout
What Cha Talkin Bout (We run street teams and big dope sacks)
What Cha Talkin
What Cha Talkin
What Cha Bout (Mash to maintain, blast gats to gang bang)
Cha Talkin Bout
What Cha Bout
What Cha Talkin Bout (Anybody a whole mob)

We run these streets we all tryna live it up
Mashin for this dream and never will we it up
Puttin up with
The world let us hear no fury
Holla fuck 'em, filthy rich with a big plan to 'em
Talkin
Provin, movin I can make a
Any ??? 'll louder then
All that jackin at gettin payed
One of the two main reasons I keep
It happened
The peace so don't know
would open, how they dyin, I'm just tryin
Till I keep all my times boy, I hit the
Someone should the law
I've forgot I was looking for
though it's hard, you've still gotta go for yours
Smokin, hopin I get into heaven through some open
though it's hard, you've still gotta go for yours
Smokin, hopin I get into heaven through some open
Even though it's hard, you've still gotta go for

Cha Talkin Bout
What Cha Bout
What Cha Talkin Bout (I have enough in the touch to know everythang)
What Cha Talkin
What Cha Talkin
What Cha Talkin Bout (We run these street teams and big sacks)
What Cha Talkin
What Cha Bout
Cha Talkin Bout (Mash to maintain, blast gats to gang bang)
What Cha Bout
What Cha Talkin
What Cha Talkin Bout (Anybody kill a mob)

Hahaha,

We run these
And some big sacks

Smoke some, drink
That's what I'm talkin

Still blastin at range
ain't changed
We the
But we blast and mash to
Like to say what up to Tray Deee, Slip Capone, and Mr B-A-D
Gang
But we blast and mash to maintain on all y'all
To my big homeboy
up dogg?

What Cha Bout
Cha Talkin Bout
What Cha Talkin