Luyện nghe bài hát Bia' Bia' Check In - Lil Jon

Big Kap
Ay yo check this out, supreme figga Big Kap
Rockin' with Lil' Jon, Eastside Boyz, Chyna , $hort Dogg

If you scared, get the fuck out the club

Bia Bia
Why you actin' like a - a
Bia Bia
Why you fussin' like a - a
Bia Bia
Why you like a - like a
Bia Bia
Why you frontin' like a - a

::Verse 1:: get 'em up
Put 'em up
Stop actin' a bitch and get yo hands up
get 'em up
Put 'em up
Stop like a bitch and get yo hands up
Well where you nigga
Where you from
God dammit motherfucka where you
Well you from nigga
Where you nigga
God dammit where you from
Well represent yo shit - yo shit
Say that clique - say fuck that clique
Represent yo shit - represent yo
Say fuck that - say fuck that clique
Well you
You
Stop actin' like a bitch you
You
You
Stop actin' a bitch you scared

Chyna
Chyna don't suck no dicks or lick no nuts
Bitch I hit licks and bricks
Every two hours whips to keep the peoples off me
you know about that No Doze and coffee
No sleep, I 'm 40
With three in a 740
Bitch I ain't got to party
I'm breakin' bread with Dominican
a hot Benigan's dinner
Thinkin' how 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 let ya wood swang
Bitches make ya ass
I'm all y'all ASCAP and BMI
Catch me DUI
Look cause I don't give a fuck nigga I'm or die
Who on this track fuckin' with me, is willin' to try
Chyna the thug bitch with no feelin's inside

Well pour out the Henn and Coke and fire up that
It's off Old National and Godby Road
The is sold
Clear then I the globe
I the hoes, lock do's and drop the bows
I the shows
Pop, lock, and knock yo
You Bia Bia, I grab my .44 and mob the
I mop and
The Feds tryin' to my dough
They claim they caught me at the docks with a flock of
I the pain
Cock and swing the thang
Yo girl mad she told me don't even bring the thang
And then I told her - I it's cool, get at me
And then my voice got
I was smokin' 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 tell me up
A nigga you in the mouth and told you shut up
Somebody holler get 'em and now you a victim
Shorty to stick 'em, told the pit bull to sick 'em
I know he run but he can't he assed out
Punched him in his chin and then he out
Woke up with his turned inside-out
Always hit them weak motherfuckaz right in they
You better stay out the way and act like you ain't havin'
Cause will run up in yo ass like 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, grabbed you by yo collar
You feel like Marvin Gaye cause they make you wanna
But since you can't run, you might as well
Quit actin' like a bitch and live a life
You a
Bia Bia