Luyện nghe bài hát Like a Pimp

Say bitch, I'm of a master plan
And I'm bringing this paper than
These other lil' can
So I'm digging in my for the bitches I broke
And keep a player paid in full pimping ain't no joke

You want to pop that pussy a slim ass chance
Put the paper in the panties you get that dance
This C O D nigga, so you can keep your nuh cards
No checks, no money orders, or Master Cards

old school rock balling rappers
Bitches say we high side call us sky cappers
But why slap us when you a nigga down on his luck
You try and flag us when you see us coming down in a

Now, what the fuck part of the game y'all that bitch play?
See, we makes a bitch pay a bitch weigh
And then a stay wouldn't sit still, fuck how this shit feel
This ain't pimpin', this shit real pimpin'

I got them bitches popping pussy buck
And you know we couldn't give a fuck
I got them bitches on the selling cock
And the that we go don't stop

I got thug ass niggaz with the syrup
And you know that we always herb
And in the club, man, you know we stay
And bitch, you know that it about this rap

To many niggaz out here buying hoes a
Nigga that ain't the way a bitch supposed to
I close the deal from the door
Fuck me right and suck me
And you just might hit the hoe

I don't stunt and smoke up your ass, baby
But don't be acting all saditty with class
You with a nigga such as my it'll cost you
So pay a nigga fuck around and be the tosser

Sweet Jones, Grain
With all shit you talk ain't got no bezatine chain
And most of y'all ain't nothing but tricks
But we lean and breaking bricks

Popping pills, work the wheel
where you're from and fuck how you feel
If you want to go to war, take you to war
I got an AK 47 and a tek in the car

I got them bitches popping pussy buck
And you know that we couldn't a fuck
I got them bitches on the selling cock
And the game I got don't stop

I got them thug ass with the syrup
And you know that we always blowing
And in the club, man, you know we strapped
And bitch, you know that it ain't about rap

Bitch, getting hit in the front
I a fuck, bitch, you can hit the blunt
And everyday boys that's paid
Lay it when we chopping on the blades

I'm always trying to put in work, niggaz wanna do my
Balling down on Beale Street, sipping on a of syrup
Chopping up the chronic weed, picking all the fucking
Trying to slow my roll, in my trunk, I got fucking keys

Always riding Chevy things, shining on them things
Kids, I'm a model, police, I'm a dope man
Can't to check my traps, got me cheese a player slap
People say, that pimping dead, has it left my mouth

a fifth of crown, red eyes with a frown
Niggaz with them gold teeth, fast on the town
of us are under cover, make your baby mama love us
Knot in my right pocket, left pocket got rubbers

Right hand Rolex watch, stuffed plastic glock
Back pocket Chevy keys, for the brain wash
go pimp a bitch, I'ma like wicked witch
Always got to your friends, backstabbers 'cause a snitch

Now see, let me blow your mind the real in the wind
The main thing fucking up these hoes is their fucking
You remember in day it was niggaz pimping hoes
Take a look around now it be pimping hoes

the business, what the deal, man, these hoes got me fucked
Make me up in the strip and kind of get like buck
Oh, you fucking with my cheese, oh, you fucking my paper
Bitch, you got to pay the piper even if you straight her

I ain't mad about my girl licking pussy a girl
'Cause she got to get it but that thing ain't my world
Bitch, I'll tell you your job and your job nonstop
I need the spectacles, testicles, and watch

I need the Coke keys, door keys, low keys, rover
On knees and Bentley's, Mozzarella
Now nigga, now you talking get to walking
And I trying to hear that bullshit, bitch, walk

I got bitches popping pussy getting buck
And you know that we couldn't give a
I got them bitches on the selling cock
And the game that I got, don't

I got them ass niggaz with the syrup
And you know that we always blowing
And in the club, man, you know we stay
And bitch, you know that it ain't about rap

Bitch, niggaz, hit in the front
I give a fuck, bitch, you can hit the
And everyday boys that's paid
Lay it down when we on the blades

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