Luyện nghe bài hát Bitches & Bizness

We do it like this
the A-T-L
All the way to the 305 MIA
capital, nigga
Yeah, the Boyz N Da

The bizness is
The pussy I keep in my
The keep watchin'
know I'll be rockin' my watches

G's keep
They I'll be shootin' to spot 'em
The Boyz N Da
distribute the product

My niggas get
I'm smokin' and in Pradas
a 9 to 5
We gone just do we gotta

I'm in the thang
Everything runnin' is
come to close
'Cuz I'm subject to [Incomprehensible] my

We in the streets, in the
Who got the weed, got the
I got a couple
Wanna eat, wit me

You don't want to see me pissed off,
Fuck my dicks off, Boyz N Da Hood
Nigga, is riff ruff

Now I rock a lot of ice 'cuz I'm keepin' it
Six lugs at the bottom, lockin', keep 'em in
Crack rock cocaine, what we keep where I'm
You don't believe me, nigga, come and see where I'm

Keep 2 or 3 dug deep in my bum
The police tryin' to the concrete on my palm
But I got to do
And I got to move, okay

But are playin' for 4 mil
You can get for 2 nigga and try to play me
And I'm gone put yo ass in some shoes
And I don't mean the that your babies use

I know I talk about my a lot
But I too
me something to nut up about
And me shoot you

I about 6 in the mornin'
Gotta get paid, moanin' and groanin'
Hit the block, get the rollin', rollin'
By the night time our is swollen, swollen

I about 6 in the mornin'
Gotta get paid, fuck and groanin'
Hit the block, get the truck rollin',
By the night our pockets is swollen, swollen

From dust to dawn, we stay posted up in project
a plastic tone, y'all want it bring it on
We'll up in yo home, hangin' by yo bitches thongs
Say you's a gorilla, say what to King Kong

We play makers and this is not ESPN
to the gutter, now watch the shit fest begin
Ain't no fuckin' Jack Triple but I'm bakin'
Plus my triple, what that fag makes

Fuckin' to stay awake, makin' sure I never stumble
Granted till my bank statement look social security numbers
Call us monsters, makin' cookie niggas crumble
Catch a double digit jersey if you fumble

I'm gone tote the poll and load
Shoot till you that bow
my time, speak my mind like I'm [Incomprehensible]
Got a slang, baby, you can tell, ain't it

You can too, a lot of us got them feds at us
Still a stankin' kitchen
'Cuz in the of the caine
On the way, the smell durin' the intermission

Triple hand held hanksty
Got some caine stain colored on the nail
Chrome dished back up til I [Incomprehensible]
Saw him walk a thin line but not a fat red

I'm gone rap for these packed
Gats crack, sells sex and blacks want to stack mils
on the purple stack
Runnin' in yo house ramblin' where the work is at

Hoes in the third, still hollerin' where the at
Phone in Atlanta, the family where they murked at
6:45 am, life's great, got the bacon
I'm pancakes, that's right

I'm from nigga, I'm the man
Take him out, break him down like a lap
I ain't playin', I got hella
Call my partnas then they got helicopters, right
Just like my old job but a different, what

I used to work at churches
But now I cook my chicken to my own
A kitchen fork and a pocket
Try to rob if you want get ya ass

I woke about 6 in the
Gotta get paid, fuck and groanin'
Hit the block, get the rollin', rollin'
By the time our pockets is swollen, swollen

I woke about 6 in the
Gotta get paid, moanin' and groanin'
Hit the block, get the rollin', rollin'
By the time our pockets is swollen, swollen