Luyện nghe bài hát Big Pimpin'

Uh, uh uh uh
It's big pimpin
big pimpin, spendin G's
Feel me uh-huh uhh,
Ge-ge-geyeah,
Ge-ge-geyeah,

You know I em, fuck em, love em, leave em
Cause I fuckin' need em
Take em out the hood, em lookin' good
But I don't feed em
time they fuss I'm breezin'
bout, "What's the reasons?"
I'm a pimp in every of the word, bitch
Better than believe em
In the cut where I em
'Til I need a nut, I need to beat the guts
it's, beep beep and I'm pickin' em up
Let em play the dick in the truck
Many chicks to put Jigga fist in cuffs
Divorce him and his bucks
because you got good head, I'm a break bread
So you can be it up? Shit I
Parts nothin', y'all be frontin'
Me give my to a woman?
Not for nothin', never
I'll be forever
cold as assassins, I got no passion
I got no
And I waitin'
Hoe get yo' ass in
And let's ride, em out now
Ride,
And let's check em out now
Ride,

We doin, big pimpin, we spendin'
em out now
Big pimpin', on B.L.A.D.'s
We big pimpin up in N.Y.C.
It's just Jigga Man, Pimp C, and Bun B
Yo yo yo big pimpin, spendin'
We big pimpin, on B.L.A.D.'s
We big pimpin up in N.Y.C.
just that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and Bun B

Nigga it's the big Southern rap
Comin' up out the black barrio
Makes a up off a sorry hoe
sit back and peep my scenario
Oops, my bad, that's my
No I can't a scary hoe
Now every time, place, everywhere we go
Hoes start pointin', say, "There he go!"
Now motherfuckers know we carry mo' heat than a little bit
We don't pull it out over little
And if you catch a when I spit, then it won't be a little hit
Go a book you illiterate son of a bitch and step up yo' vocab
Don't be surprised if yo' hoe stab out me
And you see us comin' on yo' slab
Livin' ghetto fabulous, so mad, you just can't it
But nigga if you I
Then you wait while I get yo' bitch butt-naked, just it
You pay like you weigh wet wit two pairs of clothes on
Now get yo' ass to the back as I'm to the track
let me spit my pro's on
Pump it up in the
That's the track that we these hoes on
Ain't the track we flows on
But when shit get hot, then the glock start poppin' like
We keep hoes crunk like
Fo' it don't get no bigger man
trip, let's flip, gettin' throwed on the flip
Gettin' with the motherfuckin' Jigga Man, fool

We be big pimpin' cheese
We be big on B.L.A.D.'s
We be big pimpin' in P.A.T.
just that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and Bun B
Cause we be big pimpin', cheese
And we be big pimpin', on B.L.A.D.'s
Cause we be big in P.A.T.
It's just that Jigga Man, C, and Bun B nigga

Uh out, throwin' up, keepin' lean up in my cup
All my car got leather and wood, in my hood we call it
want to ball, holla at broads at the mall
If he up, him fall, nigga I can't fuck with y'all
If I wasn't rappin' baby, I would be ridin' Mercedes
Chromin' sippin' daily, no rest until whitey pay me
Uh now what know bout them Texas boys
Comin' down in candied toys, smokin' weed and talkin'

We be big pimpin, spendin
We be big pimpin, on B.L.A.D.'s
We be big pimpin in P.A.T.
just that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and Bun B
Cause we be big pimpin, cheese
And we be big pimpin, on B.L.A.D.'s
Cause we be big in P.A.T.
It's that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and Bun B nigga