Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch Ass Niggaz

That's good-ass weed

it out Dawg, this game is a motherfuckin' trip man
Word on the
Everybody tryin' to run up on me
Hollerin' about word on the streets is nigga said this
Man I don't give a fuck about what that nigga man
That's what's wrong with you niggas, you is just like bitches
Ho-ass niggas, too motherfuckin' much (speak)
Study your own, get your own, you know I'm sayin'?
Be independent nigga,

Bitch (bitch niggas)
Bitch (bitch niggas)
Bitch-ass (beotch)
niggas (bitch niggas)
Yeah I'm about you (beotch)
niggas
And you too (beotch)

Hmm,
I meet mo' bitch than hoes, look here
And I don't know, but that's just how it go (damn)
Dogg, so many like to keep up shit
And just like a (beotch) niggas be talkin' shit (nigga)
Smilin' in my face and then blast me in the back (ka-ka-ka-ka-ka)
Niggas strapped from way back, cause payback, will
Make wanna pop that shit
If you ain't ready for the game (uh-huh) stop that shit
We that shit, my nigga Dre, drop that shit (right)
No mo' talkn', I'm walkin' and I'm poppin' the
Glock on the hip, set-trippin', drippin' and
If you act like a (nigga) nigga you get smacked like a bitch

niggas, bitch niggas bitch niggas

There niggas know what the fuck is goin' on
Yo Dogg, check it back
Let me holla at these for a minute

Straight off the streets of chaos and no
The aggravated, makin' these punk motherfuckers it
is the city I'm from
Can't leave the crib without a murder wea-pon
Huh, I live my life on broke no mo'
And most of these fools shit but cutthroats
They in a nigga face, and for what?
got the game all fucked up, and want my thing fucked up
I done a lot, seen a whole lot
The top notch nigga, I'm fiendin' for that
Now peep game on what Six-Deuce me

These niggas yo' paper, Dr. D.R.E. (wha?)
And these punk-ass hoes is for dough
You gotta your homeboys, cause a nigga never know
Oh, they'll be around, but when yo' get low
like Master P said, "There they go, there they go"
Bitch niggas

{Stop scheamin', and hard"}
scheamin', and lookin' hard"}

Bitch nigga, a nigga
Bitch nigga, hella bitch
You's a bitch nigga, motherfucker nigga
A nigga, a bitch nigga

I know yo' type, so much bitch in you, if it was slightly
Lights was little dimmer my dick be stuck up in yo'
Hmm, rather blow me than fight, I'm from the old school
Romey Rome homey yo, you owe me the right
To slap you, like the bitch that you are, that to cap you
Every you was mad doggin' me with that bitch in yo' car
Fool, "Who do you you are? Mr. Big Stuff"
Man, you shit on Hitt, get yo' shit bust,
Pistol-whipped, cover it up, use yo' blush
Mr. Puff yo', bark ain't loud enough, huh
I Chihuahuas that's mo' rah-rah, ha ha
I to laugh Dre, I bet he take bubble baths
You don't no trouble with the Aftermath staff, trust me
Doggy Dogg, Doctor plus me
No a busta slash hussy, soft as a hush puppy
Must we you down to estrogen most hated specimen
A nigga

{"Stop scheamin', and hard"}