Luyện nghe bài hát What Cha Talkin Bout

All dem niggas right

Fuck

I thought you about us
You know what we on this
on rhyme
Anybody
Fuck all

We run the streets, run with my game
We make paper, big paper, all day, a thang
And we up on the quickness up the side of you
Keep heat, big heat to drop on you
we keep the streets hot
It's us and the cops
And niggas die in shady over hustlin rock
Guess rule the world
and girls, fly
Did ya seen?
Never, even dreamless, these
That the world we live in what it is
And though with paper you die
It's a shame what is real on wheels
Foes on a hundred weed
Me and Bad and
In an ice
Big strap that let a nigga have to out
Flyin Atlanta, go on, come out
Hit the liquor store nigga used to run out
up the gang hollerin What Cha Talkin Bout

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

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

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

We run streets 'cause we all tryna live it up
Mashin for this and never will we give it up
Puttin up nothin
The world let us with no fury
Holla 'em, filthy rich with a big plan to touch 'em
nothin
Provin, I can make a difference
Any ??? 'll louder then
All that y'all at gettin payed
One of the two reasons I keep rappin
It happened
The so niggas don't know
Sublime open, how they dyin, I'm just tryin
Till I keep all my boy, I hit the line
Someone defy the law
I've what I was looking for
Even though it's hard, you've gotta go for yours
Smokin, hopin I get into heaven through some open
Even though hard, you've still gotta go for yours
Smokin, hopin I get into heaven through some door
though it's hard, you've still gotta go for yours

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

Hahaha,

We run these
And big dope sacks

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

Still blastin at close
Things changed
We the
But we and mash to maintain
Like to say what up to Deee, Slip Capone, Soopafly and Mr B-A-D
bangin
But we and mash to maintain on all y'all suckers
To my big C-Style
What up

What Cha Bout
Cha Talkin Bout
What Cha Bout