Luyện nghe bài hát Big Cars Big House

I big cars and a big house a bad bitch with a big mouth
Bitch money talkin' 'bout
Gimme minutes and I'll turn you out
I big cars and a big house, a bad bitch with a big mouth
whatcha money talkin' 'bout
Gimme minutes and I'll turn you out

You's a bad ass yellow bitch that like to talk like hella
Bitch money workin' with cause everything else is irrelevant
I put that on the rhyme, the line, the and everything I do in time
Mutha fucka get line
Everybody shine if you work that ass you fine
You can make my money
Do it
Tell your it ain't an act
If she really go in the back
like the Olympics man she can hit the track
On the prowl just like a cat for the scratch
I that you get the catch
ain't no (?) match
'Til the sun come up that bitch to bring it back

I like big and a big house a bad bitch with a big mouth
Bitch money talkin' 'bout
Gimme minutes and I'll turn you out
I like big cars and a big house, a bad with a big mouth
Bitch whatcha money talkin'
Gimme five and I'll turn you out

You's a supa dupa brown
You top and round thick
I have to crank the in my Crown Vic
drop you off so you can strip
Man the it rains, it pours
Open up the
You get V.I.P
When it to my pimpin' I'll tell you more
You eat all up like a store
bars and Kit Kats
So that's why I love you bring it back
And you's an Almond Joy eatin' all the
other freaks, ya, how to work a toy
And, man, just like a chocolate cake when you start to
Man I about the money you make
And the look up on face
When you see me in the building and I in and blast the place
Walked up (?)
I walk around like the president and I don't leave no
Cause at the end of this bitch I'm a (?)
And she smiled like the Cheshire cat lookin China statue
Man it was super
Man she the tricks for super scratch
And she talked outta super rack

I like big cars and a big a bad bitch with a big mouth
Bitch whatcha money 'bout
five minutes and I'll turn you out
I like big and a big house, a bad bitch with a big mouth
Bitch whatcha money 'bout
Gimme five minutes and turn you out

You's a makin red bone that brang all your bread home
Five foot nine and on
Them put you in a six zone
Packin' all of bakery
This is a bitch that's for me
Shake what your mama to me
Bitch 'member you said you wouldn't pay me?
Now you got I got
me bitch you make a lot
Ballin' me precious rocks
Every at the shop
Getcha hair and I'm sprung
You get more at the club
it hard, and curl it up
Shake it and shake it up