Luyện nghe bài hát Baby Girl

Clap, Gang, clap, Byrd Gang, clap Dip-Set
Can I get a G clap? Byrd Gang, clap, Byrd
Clap, Byrd Gang, can I get a G

I be like hold up, a minute
I'm in the coupe, up in it
in the seat, suede all in it
Drop top roof haze all in it

And yall know I'ma straight up
Run up in ya there's a safe up in it
New York City y'all ain't up in it
Y'all niggaz fugaze, my niggaz

The game like bitches that need
These niggaz beefin' and kissin' and they make-up
Shit, I still prowl the gutta
All you hear 'em say is that's a muthafucka

It's been a muhfucker
Had to back, face trial 'cause of Rucker
Willie, you can come try kill me
Still that 5, you can get hung high silly

girl, you tryna be down with the Dip-Set?
Well, then you gotta get ya wet
Baby girl we gettin' big checks
Tre-pound, sawed-off, we splittin' big checks

Y'all ain't thought he posed ta
Thought he ta go
Thought he ta blow
It's Dip-set baby,
it's Jim Jones

Now everybody me
in the club wit a bunch of O.G'z
We pop bottles and we all weed
And we'll burn this bitch down, call police

And y'all know don't want that beef
I'm tryna look at all these freaks
Besides, the dance floor look
So Lil' Jon we can all skeet skeet

I'm tryna bag bimbo
Mad she spilled her on the tan Timbo's
hard in my B-Boy pose
You ain't got nuttin' on me dogz V I ain't drove

Fuck about the law on the road
.44 squeeze, breathe,
And if I gotta take it far
mean I left the club nigga and went straight to the car

Baby girl, you be down with the Dip-Set?
Well, then you gotta get ya wet
Baby girl we gettin' them big
Tre-pound, sawed-off, we splittin' big checks

Y'all ain't thought he ta flow
Thought he posed ta
It's baby, Dip-Set
it's Jim Jones

I a hard rock life
Mix a whole pot 'til that hard rock
Six 4-5, top white
Big 4-5 for you hard rocks

And my to the buyers
the city's hot, I rock ice thru the fire
Listenin' to Pac, live life rider
When I pull up to the fiends, wipin' off the tires
So I got to be the

15th and Lennox when my posse in the
500 on the tennis, I'm like Gotti in the
Jewish lawyers niggaz so I gots to be the
So that for starters

.40cal niggaz, blow back ya
New Jack City 2 blocks the carter
Foul hunreds double up a.k.a. is harlem

girl, you tryna be down with the Dip-Set?
Well, then you get ya lips wet
girl we gettin' them big checks
Tre-pound, sawed-off, we splittin' them big

ain't thought he posed ta flow
Thought he ta blow
It's baby, Dip-Set
it's Jim Jones