Luyện nghe bài hát Bia' Bia' 2

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Bia Bia, why ya actin' like a - a
Bia Bia, why ya fussin' a - like a
Bia Bia, why ya lookin' a - like a
Bia Bia, why ya like a - like a

[Lil'
Well get cho' hands up, get hands up
Stop actin a bitch and get cho' hands up
get cho' hands up, get cho' hands up
Stop actin like a and get cho' hands up
Well throw yo click up, throw yo up
Stop actin like a bitch and yo click up
yo click up, throw yo click up
Stop like a bitch and throw yo click up
Well what chu' lookin' at nigga, what lookin' at nigga
What chu' lookin' at nigga, what chu' at nigga
What chu' lookin' at nigga, what lookin' at nigga
What chu' lookin' at nigga, what chu' at nigga
Now what chu' do, what chu' wanna do
Got damn it, nigga what chu' wanna do
What wanna do (You scared), what chu' wanna do (You scared)
nigga fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you

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[Too
Well pour me Bombay and fire up that bomb
It's about time somebody you, you bitch ass punk
I heard you slapped ya woman cause she told ya the
Real niggas, out the ho in you
Us pimp niggas get a foul ho, we chin her
All you do is play the role nigga, you an actor
Won't let a breathe, if she wanted with your's
You a weak motherfucker, so insecure
How she can't leave home without gettin' cussed out
Every time you get mad, you say get the out
But I told her, I said cool, get at me
by the house and get nasty
I spit the game
I her in my Caddy when she yelled my name
I told her call me
Trick if you tell me you's a playa, you's a lie
Cause you'll never be like Willie and Super-Fly
You a...

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[Chyna
Bump, bump, bump, bump lettin' off
Double glock, glock, ch-ch, pop pop
It don't stop in that Dirty
Burn up this whole block, that's what be about
Niggas lawless, niggas labeled hardest
Gonna see who's life is
Regaurdless this whole world to me is
to reap my harvest
I'm starvin' a life of ballin'
Im tryin' to find my callin'
And make a change, look my eyes all you see is pain
up in the sky all I see is rain, ain't no sunshine
Call me a monkey, but I got Kay Nine bloodlines
P-9's and semi-autos, ain't guaranteed tomorrow
Maintain my
I represent the slums, ate the
Now I'm for a new height
Nothin' but love and we glued
Played and renew
for food type
Who the dopest on the planet BITCH, Whyte

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