Luyện nghe bài hát Bia' Bia' - Big Kap

[Big
check this out, supreme figga nigga Big Kap
Rockin with Jon, Eastside Boyz, Chyna Whyte
(Ludacris nigga) $hort Dog (Ay tell them niggaz 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 - like a (Push 'em off, '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' a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em off)
Bia Bia (Get 'me up, get 'em up)
Why you like 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' a bitch and get yo hands up
where you from nigga (Where you from)
Where you nigga (Where you from)
God motherfucker where you from (Where you from)
Well you from nigga (Where you from)
you from nigga (Where you from)
God dammit where you from (Where you from)
Well yo shit - represent yo shit
Say that clique - say fuck that clique
Represent yo - represent yo shit
Say fuck that clique - say fuck that
you scared (You scared) - You scared (You scared)
Stop like a bitch you scared (You scared)
You (You scared) - You scared (You scared)
Stop actin' a bitch you scared (You scared)

[Chyna
Whyte 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 know about that and coffee
No sleep, I'm 40
With bricks in a 740
I ain't got time to party
I'm breakin' bread with Dominican
Over a hot Bennigan's
Thinkin' how I'ma cop the 6 at the of winter
Chrome it out and then fit it with timber, that's grain
What you know, this a hood thang
All my let ya wood swang
make ya ass clap
I'm takin' all y'all and BMI
me drivin' DUI
Look I don't give a fuck nigga I'm livin to die
Who on this fuckin with me, y'all is willin' to try
Chyna Whyte the thug bitch no feelings inside, motherfucker

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

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