Luyện nghe bài hát Bring It On

In these times of hate an'
We need a remedy to us through the rain
you see I'm straight O.G.?
Fuck you niggas, think you can fuck me

Now that pimp is gonna back
Bitch an' that
Shit, I'm qualified to knock a hoe, no matter I go
Excuse me partner, this is pimpin', little let you know

the bitch, you say, "I will"
Separate the but you sayin', "I will"
Damn, nigga, shit, since you put it that
I'm about to lay right now, nigga
An' take them to the track

I've never let a pimp me
Tryin' to tell me what to do but stay O.G.
Fresh out the pen 32 days
An' every bitch is pregnant in a ways

Now world, why did the little girl
Walk around a gold fish in her pocket?
So she could smell like the big
An' the one with the fast mouth
Just get your money if you have to her motherfuckin' ass out

I care whatcha do
Long you fuck with mine
You think you be touched
Niggas all the time

Old 'Blue Eyes', Sinatra
Make a disappear like Jimmy Hoffa
The glock cocker, ho hopper, stopper
your mouth, watch your mouth

I'll put you in a in a building
An' separate you your children
I G'd up
All the Gs from my set never P C'd up

If you hit the main line, you get stop
motherfuckers off 'cause sucka duck
Me an' my go heart an' pain
Puttin' where it ain't, makin' bitch niggas faint

It's a blue sky there on the Eastside
Throw your set up an' wave it from to C side
I'm talkin' big shit, holdin' my
Bangin' on you 'cause nigga, this

I got so tricks up my sleeve
For you to disbelieve
You bang, let's bring it on
We's about a thousand strong

I don't whatcha you do
Long you don't fuck with
You you can't be touched
disappear all the time

No, I don't you, bitch, you a hoe, I never will
Can't you my feelings 'cause the pimpin' don't feel
Bitch, matter be gone
Fuck an' have your momma sayin', "Baby, he wrong"

about, Is he a real pimp?
Bitch, is jumbo laced with the proper of jumbo shrimp?
Since I'm prepared with my hoe, got it crackin' my hoe
Steady mackin' with my hoe, now I'm with my hoe

I pop a of Mo', about to model a hoe
I'm workin' them, servin' 'em an' breakin'
Did the weed, man, get in, it too long
But when he get it, dogg, I'm us off

Niggas, know how D O G does it
Known for makin' that Hop' music
Don't it, just ride to the rhythm
Of a pimp ass, upper class, motherfucker

I care whatcha you do
Long you don't with mines
You think you be touched
disappear all the time

I got so tricks up my sleeve
For you to disbelieve
You bang, let's bring it on
We's about a thousand strong

So
So, so
Cold, so