Luyện nghe bài hát Baby Girl

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

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

And know I'ma straight up menace
Run up in ya there's a safe up in it
New York City y'all safe up in it
Y'all fugaze, my niggaz authentic

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

been a while muhfucker
Had to fall back, trial 'cause of Rucker
One-Eyed Willie, you can come try me
Still ridin' 5, you can get hung high silly

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

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

Now know me
Usually in the wit a bunch of O.G'z
We pop bottles and we all smoke
And we'll this bitch down, better call police

And y'all y'all don't want that beef
I'm G-Mack look at all these freaks
Besides, the dance floor sweet
So like Lil' Jon we can all skeet

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

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

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

ain't thought he posed ta flow
Thought he ta blow
It's Dip-set baby,
Nigga 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 rocks aite

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

and Lennox when my posse in the projects
500 on the tennis, I'm like Gotti in the
Jewish lawyers niggaz so I to be the charges
So how's that for

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

Baby girl, you tryna be down with the
Well, you gotta get ya lips wet
Baby girl we gettin' big checks
Tre-pound, sawed-off, we them big checks

Y'all thought he posed ta flow
Thought he posed ta
It's baby, Dip-Set
Nigga Jim Jones