Luyện nghe bài hát Big B's

[Intro: Thug]
Big
the opp say big business, you know what I'm saying, fucks
Yeah, now me

[Verse 1: Thug]
Handful of hunnids, big Bentley
Hublot, nigga get some
Whole lotta hoes, get your women, heh
'er with the pole, come and get your women nigga
Big business, talk shit Williams, ooh
Catch 'em at the sipping, fuck around they missing, hold on
Big pimping, iced out my crew now my mission
Pimp C, I ain't doing that, I'ma fuck her on the sheets,
And all my niggas like Bun B, hold on
Fuck you thought? YSL we d-i-e, hold on, hold on
around and set the bitch off like Queen Latifah
Hold on, hold on, yeah, going all out my dog like Scooby-ee
And a trap door swinging like Bizzy B, woah
Outdated temporary tag on a B (Bentley B)
Two wire bag, double R, park it on the streets, yeah, hold on
Two tone wire bag, big tear up the streets, rwar
Looking at kid, I might be the papi (sheesh)
65 in the Cuban sheesh (damn, woah, sheesh)
Diamonds on the backside tearing up my skin,
Uh, your old man tryna do it like me,

[Chorus: The Rapper]
Please,
Treat me you know who I am
Please,
I know who I am, uh

[Verse 2: The Rapper]
I got money on my
Put some money on they books, that's a
I declare war on the for my God, sheesh
3 mil off the new hat
If I go back, I make the two cap
Love me in my city like
Get a little beat and I'll loop
Get a money, I'll oop that
Split it with my in the group chat
for a minute then I flew back
Had to ask Bruce "where the at?"
Had to ask Rahm "where the at?"
Now I can't ride the roof back
Tell 'em I don't play around with other people's
Got an office in the
Gotta bid for the
Got a meeting at the
Gave a to my rib
she leaving where I live but I see her in a min
Got a Michael prayer for the good luck, ay
Bra push up I pull up, ay
Got a little from the tour, yeah
Spend it all on pull ups, ay
Big old Bentley, bitch I mix the Henny with the
Lemonade exterior, under Bentleys
Put you in the friend zone if you start acting too
Bought a baby Benzo and some just for Kensli
Wake up real early but I eat
Go and hit the streets with that brief
Time to shake down another cheap
You could tell lying, cheesecake

3: Young Thug]
Make a bitch tap out
Then put you in the fours with a real big
Bitch said nigga need to got 100 racks on me
fit in my pocket
I'm a street nigga, I'ma eat me some soup, I'ma let my eat pasta
Told y'all ain't stopping
Black in my wallet, I'ma feed my partner
I was at one of my shows feeling Cam'ron with the pink Margielas
We was tryna beat a capital, riding around the town with the pink Beretta
I got in touch with the money, me and shawty fucked around and filled my schedule
Momma just sent me a picture got in my family through my God damn nana
Young nigga 'round, dropped out school, learned it all through the ID channel
nigga fucked around and ran out of bullets in the .40, got to get a banana
These niggas go brazy, done got that money, they still might pop
So many faces on me right now, young nigga still gamble
35 racks for the factories, I mammals
I ain't no rapper nigga, I ya
I'm a big dog, no pedigree, I eat
Boomerang your sweet, she coming back

[Chorus: Chance The
Please,
Treat me you know who I am
Please,
Bitch I who I am, uh