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

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

If you scared, get the fuck out the nigga

Bia Bia
Why you like a - like a
Bia Bia
Why you like a - like a
Bia Bia
Why you lookin' like a - a
Bia Bia
Why you like a - like a

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

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

Well pour out the Henn and Coke and fire up that
Ludacris off Old National and Godby Road
The block is
Clear I shot the globe
I clock the hoes, do's and drop the bows
I the shows
Pop, lock, and yo nose
You Bia Bia, I my .44 and mob the flo'
I mop and
The Feds tryin' to my dough
They claim caught me at the docks with a flock of snow
I bring the
back and swing the thang
Yo girl mad cause she told me don't even the thang
And I told her - I said it's cool, get at me
And then my voice got
Cause I was smokin' on Cali and my eyes were dazed
I was in the zone, thrown up them tre's
And if you lost, Lil' Jon's got Eastside ways
So actin' like a Bia if yo ass ain't blaze

Too
Bitch niggaz in the house tell me up
A slapped you in the mouth and told you shut up
holler get 'em and now you just a victim
Shorty tried to stick 'em, told the pit bull to 'em
I know he wanna run but he he assed out
Punched him in his and then he passed out
Woke up with his pockets turned
Always hit weak motherfuckaz right in they mouth
You better out the way and act like you ain't havin' shit
Cause will run up in yo ass like you a nasty bitch
You little bitch, what the callin' you
You'd be a fool to act like you ballin' dude
Mindin' yo business, grabbed you by yo collar
You feel like Gaye cause they make you wanna holler
But since you run, you might as well fight
Quit like a bitch and live a real life
You a
Bia Bia