Luyện nghe bài hát Bia' Bia'

*featuring Big Kap, Whyte, Ludacris, Too $hort

Kap]
Aiyyo check this out, supreme figga Big Kap
Rockin with Jon, Eastside Boyz, Chyna Whyte
(Ludacris nigga) $hort Dog (Ay tell them what's up though)
If you scared, get the out the club nigga!

[Hook - 2X]
Bia Bia (Get 'em up, get 'em up)
Why you actin' like a - a (Push 'em off, push 'em off)
Bia Bia (Get 'em up, get 'em up)
Why you fussin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, 'em off)
Bia Bia (Get 'em up, get 'em up)
Why you lookin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, 'em off)
Bia Bia (Get 'me up, get 'em up)
Why you frontin' a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em off)

[Lil'
get 'em up (Get 'em up)
Put 'em up (Put 'em up)
Stop actin' like a and get yo hands up
get 'em up (Get 'em up)
Put 'em up (Put 'em up)
Stop actin' like a and get yo hands up
where you from nigga (Where you from)
Where you from (Where you from)
God dammit motherfucker where you (Where you from)
Well you from nigga (Where you from)
you from nigga (Where you from)
God dammit motherfucker you from (Where you from)
Well represent yo - represent yo shit
Say fuck that clique - say fuck clique
yo shit - represent yo shit
Say fuck that clique - say fuck clique
Well you (You scared) - You scared (You scared)
Stop actin' like a you scared (You scared)
You scared (You scared) - You (You scared)
Stop like a bitch you scared (You scared)

[Chyna
Chyna don't suck no dicks or lick no nuts
Bitch I hit and flip bricks
two hours switch whips to keep the peoples off me
What you about that No-Doz and coffee
No sleep, I'm 40
With bricks in a 740
I ain't got time to party
I'm breakin' bread with niggaz
a hot Bennigan's dinner
Thinkin' how I'ma cop the 6 at the of winter
Chrome it out and then fit it with timber, that's wood
What you know, this a hood thang
All my thugs let ya swang
Bitches ya ass clap
I'm takin' all ASCAP and BMI
Catch me DUI
cause I don't give a fuck nigga I'm livin to die
Who on this track fuckin me, y'all is willin' to try
Chyna Whyte the thug bitch with no feelings inside,

Well pour out the and Coke and fire up that dro'
Ludacris off Old National and Godby Road
The is sold, "CLEAR!" then I shocked the globe
I clock the hoes, lock do's and the 'bows
I rock the shows; pop and knock yo nose
You Bia' Bia', I grab my .44 and mop the
I +Mop & the Feds tryin to stop my dough
They claim they caught me at the with a flock of snow
I bring the pain - cock back and the thang
Yo' girl mad cause she told me don't even bring the
And then I told her - I said cool, get at me
And my voice got raaaassspy
Cause I was smokin' on some Cali and my eyes dazed
I was in the zone, coulda up them tre's
And if you lost, Jon's got some Eastside ways
So stop actin' like a Bia if yo ass ain't

[Too
niggaz in the house tell me what's up
A nigga you in the mouth and told you shut up
holler get 'em and now you just a victim
Shorty to stick 'em, told the pit bull to sick 'em
I know he wanna run but he can't he out
Punched him in his and then he passed out
up with his pockets turned inside-out
Always hit weak motherfuckaz right in they mouth
You stay out the way and act like you ain't havin' shit
Cause niggaz run up in yo ass like you a nasty bitch
You little bitch, that's what the you
You'd be a fool to act like you ballin' dude
Mindin' yo business, they grabbed you by yo
You feel like Marvin Gaye cause they make you wanna
But since you run, you might as well fight
Quit actin' like a bitch and live a real
You a - "Bia' Bia'!"