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

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

If you scared, get the out the club nigga

Bia Bia
Why you actin' a - like a
Bia Bia
Why you fussin' a - like 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 actin' like a and get yo hands up
where you from nigga
Where you nigga
God motherfucka where you from
Well you from nigga
Where you nigga
God dammit motherfucka you from
Well represent yo - represent yo shit
Say fuck that - say fuck that clique
yo shit - represent yo shit
Say fuck that clique - say that clique
you scared
You
Stop actin' like a bitch you
You
You
Stop actin' like a bitch you

Chyna
Whyte don't suck no dicks or lick no nuts
Bitch I hit and flip bricks
Every two switch whips to keep the peoples off me
What you know about No Doze and coffee
No sleep, I 'm 40
With three in a 740
I ain't got time to party
I'm breakin' bread with niggaz
Over a hot Benigan's
Thinkin' how cop the 6 at the beginnin' of winter
it out and then fit it with timber, that's wood grain
What you ain't know, this a thang
All my thugs let ya swang
make ya ass clap
I'm takin' all ASCAP and BMI
me drivin' DUI
Look I don't give a fuck nigga I'm livin' or die
Who on this track fuckin' with me, y'all is to try
Chyna the thug bitch with no feelin's inside

Well pour out the and Coke and fire up that dro'
It's off Old National and Godby Road
The block is
Clear then I the globe
I clock the hoes, lock and drop the bows
I rock the
Pop, lock, and yo nose
You Bia Bia, I grab my .44 and mob the
I mop and
The tryin' to stop my dough
They claim they caught me at the docks with a of snow
I the pain
Cock back and the thang
Yo girl mad cause she me don't even bring the thang
And then I told her - I it's cool, get at me
And then my voice got
Cause I was smokin' on some Cali and my eyes were
I was in the zone, coulda thrown up tre's
And if you lost, Lil' Jon's got some Eastside
So stop like a Bia if yo ass ain't blaze

Too
niggaz in the house tell me what's up
A nigga you in the mouth and told 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 wanna run but he can't he out
Punched him in his chin and then he out
Woke up his pockets turned inside-out
Always hit them weak motherfuckaz right in mouth
You better stay out the way and act like you ain't havin'
Cause niggaz will run up in yo ass like you a bitch
You bitch, that's what the callin' you
be a damn fool to act like you ballin' dude
Mindin' yo business, they you by yo collar
You like Marvin Gaye cause they make you wanna holler
But since you can't run, you might as well
Quit actin' a bitch and live a real life
You a
Bia Bia