Luyện nghe bài hát Big Pimpin' (extended Version)

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

You know I thug em, fuck em, love em, em
Cause I don't fuckin' em
Take em out the hood, keep em lookin'
But I don't fuckin' em
First time fuss I'm breezin'
bout, "What's the reasons?"
I'm a in every sense of the word, bitch
Better trust than em
In the cut I keep em
I need a nut, 'til I need to beat the guts
Then it's, beep and I'm pickin' em up
Let em play the dick in the truck
Many chicks want to put Jigga fist in
Divorce him and split his
Just because you got good head, I'm a break
So you can be livin' it up? 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 hate
Hoe get yo' ass in
And let's ride, em out now
Ride,
And ride check em out now
Ride,

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

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

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

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

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