Luyện nghe bài hát What Cha Talkin Bout

All dem right there

Fuck

I thought you about us
You know what we on this
1-87 on
Anybody
all y'all

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

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

Though we all wanna it up
'fo the lights go out in your
No one is get there
all doubts, and hold out
Only ya sure to take a loss
man get yours, 'cause light don't blast
If the don't get cha
sure to be the cancer
Why ask why? You gonna his answer
He made it up and just to get your chances
It's a I've been knowin,
Trust of homage you go insurin
at close range or betrayal of my trust
Only gave me one change, just us
Who banging at the poppa
Gangsta your G shit
Makin million dollar
Pullin million scams
It be a trillion man
y'all, I'm gettin rich
The world make me
I really wanna it up
It's like I'm and didn't need, I wanna give it up
I stay calm and stay composed with no
up Dogg Pound hollerin...

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

We run these streets we all tryna live it up
Mashin for this dream and will we give it up
up with nothin
The let us hear with no fury
Holla fuck 'em, rich with a big plan to touch 'em
Talkin
Provin, movin I can a difference
Any ??? 'll speak then
All that jackin at gettin payed
One of the two main reasons I rappin
It happened
The so niggas don't know
Sublime would open, how they dyin, I'm tryin
I keep all my times boy, I hit the line
Someone defy the law
I've forgot I was looking for
Even though it's hard, you've gotta go for yours
Smokin, hopin I get into heaven through some door
Even though it's hard, you've still go for yours
Smokin, hopin I get into heaven through some open
Even though it's hard, still gotta go for yours

What Cha Talkin
What Cha Talkin
What Cha Talkin Bout (I wouldn't enough in the touch to know everythang)
What Cha Talkin
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 Bout (Anybody a whole mob)

Hahaha,

We run these
And some big sacks

Smoke some, drink
what I'm talkin about

Still blastin at range
Things changed
We the
But we blast and to maintain
to say what up to Tray Deee, Slip Capone, Soopafly and Mr B-A-D
Gang
But we blast and mash to maintain on all suckers
To my big homeboy
up dogg?

What Cha Bout
What Cha Talkin
Cha Talkin Bout