Luyện nghe bài hát Bi**h Ni**a

[Snoop
Check it out this game is a motherfuckin trip man
Word on the
Everybody tryin to run up on me
hollerin about word on the street is dis said dis.
Man I don't give a FUCK about what that nigga man!
That's what's wrong with you niggaz, you is just like bitches
Hoe-ass niggaz, talk too motherfuckin (speak)
Study your own, get own -- yahmsayin?
Be nigga - BEOTCH!
Yeah
[Snoop] niggaz (bitch niggaz).
Bitch (bitch niggaz).
niggaz (beotch).
[both] NIGGAZ (bitch niggaz).
[Snoop] Yeah I'm about you (beotch).
[Dre] niggaz
and you too (beotch).
[Snoop
Hmm. Dogg.
I meet mo' bitch niggaz than hoes - look
And I don't know, but that's just how it go (damn)
Dogg - so niggaz like to keep up shit
And just a bitch (beotch) niggaz be talkin shit (nigga)
Smilin in my face and then blast me in the back (ka-ka-ka-ka-ka)
Niggaz stay strapped from way back, payback.'ll
niggaz wanna pop that shit
If you ain't ready for the game (uh-uh) stop that shit
We rock that shit, my Dre, drop that shit (right)
No mo' talkin, I'm walkin and I'm poppin the
on the hip, set-trippin dippin an' shit
If you act like a (nigga) nigga you get smacked like a bitch
[Snoop] niggaz, bitch niggaz (bitch niggaz)
[Dr.
These niggaz don't know the fuck is goin on
Yo Dogg, check it kick
Let me at these niggaz for a minute.
off the streets of chaos and no pity
The aggravated, makin these punk muh'fuckers it
is the city I'm from
Cain't never leave the without a murder wea-pon
Huh, I cain't my life on broke no mo'
And most of these ain't shit but cutthroats
They in a nigga face - and for what?
They got the game fucked up, and want my fucked up
I learned a lot, seen a whole lot
The top notch nigga, I'm fiendin for spot
Now peep game on what told me

These after yo' paper, Dr. D.R.E. (what?)
And these punk-ass hoes is lookin for
You gotta your homeboys, cause a nigga never know
Oh, they'll be around, but yo' paper get low
Just like P said, "There Dey Go, There Day Go"
niggaz... uh-huh...
{Dr. Dre and scratches "attention all personnel"}
{"stop scheamin, and lookin hard" -> Audio
{"stop scheamin, and.an, and.an-an, and.and hard"}
[Dr.
Bitch nigga, a nigga
Bitch nigga, bitch nigga
Youse a bitch nigga, motherfucker bitch
A bitch nigga. a bitch

I know yo' type, so much bitch in you, if it was darker
lights was little dimmer my dick be up in yo' windpipe!
Hmm, rather blow me than fight, I'm from the OLD SCHOOL
Romey Rome homey yo, you owe me the right
to slap you, the bitch that you are, that wanted to cap you
every since you was mad me with that bitch in yo' car
{singing} "Who do you think you are? Mr. Big Stuff"
Man, you on Hit, get yo' shit bust; plus
pistol-whipped, cover it up - use yo' blush
Mr. Powder Puff yo', bark ain't enough, huh
I chihuahuas that's mo' rah-rah, HA HA
I have to Dre, I bet he take bubble baths
You don't want no with the Aftermath staff, trust me
Doggy Dogg, Doctor plus me
No youse a busta hussy, soft as a Hush Puppy
we break you down to estrogen most hated specimen's
a nigga!
{Dr. Dre cuts and "attention all personnel"}
{"stop scheamin, and lookin hard" -> Audio
{"stop.stop.stop scheamin, and hard"}
{".op-stop.ah-op-op-stop-sch-sch-scheamin, and hard"}
{"stop scheamin. an-an. an-an. lookin hard"}
{"stop scheamin, and hard"}
{"stop skee-scheamin, and hard"}
{"stop scheamin, and. and. and.
scheamin, and lookin hard"}