Luyện nghe bài hát Bia' Bia' - Big Kap

[Big
check this out, supreme figga nigga Big Kap
Rockin with Lil' Jon, 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 - a (Push 'em off, push 'em off)
Bia Bia (Get 'em up, get 'em up)
Why you like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em off)
Bia Bia (Get 'me up, get 'em up)
Why you frontin' a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em off)

Jon]
get 'em up (Get 'em up)
Put 'em up (Put 'em up)
Stop actin' like a bitch and get yo up
get 'em up (Get 'em up)
Put 'em up (Put 'em up)
Stop actin' like a bitch and get yo up
Well where you from (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 motherfucker where you from (Where you from)
Well represent yo shit - yo shit
Say fuck clique - say fuck that clique
Represent yo - represent yo shit
Say fuck that clique - say fuck that
Well you scared (You scared) - You (You scared)
Stop actin' like a you scared (You scared)
You scared (You scared) - You (You scared)
actin' like a bitch you scared (You scared)

[Chyna
Chyna Whyte don't suck no dicks or lick no
Bitch I hit licks and bricks
Every two hours switch to keep the peoples off me
What you know about No-Doz and coffee
No sleep, I'm 40
With three in a 740
Bitch I ain't got time to
I'm breakin' bread with Dominican
Over a hot dinner
how I'ma cop the 6 at the beginnin' 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 wood
Bitches make ya ass
I'm takin' all ASCAP and BMI
me drivin' DUI
Look cause I give a fuck nigga I'm livin to die
Who on this track fuckin me, y'all is willin' to try
Chyna the thug bitch with no feelings inside, motherfucker

Well pour out the Henn and Coke and up that dro'
It's Ludacris off Old National and Road
The block is sold, "CLEAR!" then I the globe
I clock the hoes, lock do's and drop the
I rock the shows; pop and knock yo nose
You Bia' Bia', I grab my .44 and mop the
I & Glo'+; the Feds tryin to stop my dough
They claim they me at the docks with a flock of snow
I bring the pain - back and swing the thang
Yo' girl mad cause she told me don't even bring the
And then I told her - I it's cool, get at me
And then my 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' Jon's got some ways
So stop actin' like a Bia if yo ass blaze

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