Luyện nghe bài hát Bia Bia (remix)

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Ay yo check this out, supreme figga Big Kap
Rockin' with Lil' Jon, Eastside Boyz, Chyna Whyte (Ludacris nigga), $hort
(Ay tell niggaz what's up though)
If you scared, get the fuck out the nigga

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 like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em off)
Bia Bia (Get 'em up, get 'em up)
Why you lookin' like a - a (Push 'em off, push 'em off)
Bia Bia (Get 'me up, get 'em up)
Why you frontin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, 'em off)

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

[Chyna
Whyte don't suck no dicks or lick no nuts
Bitch I hit licks and flip
Every two hours whips to keep the peoples off me
What you about that No Doze and coffee
No sleep, I 'm 40
three bricks in a 740
Bitch I ain't got to party
I'm breakin' bread Dominican niggaz
Over a hot Benigan's
how I'ma cop the 6 at the beginnin' 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 ASCAP and BMI
Catch me DUI
Look cause I don't give a fuck I'm livin' or die
Who on this track fuckin' with me, y'all is to try
Chyna Whyte the thug bitch with no inside

Well pour out the Henn and and fire up that dro'
It's Ludacris off Old National and Godby
The is sold
then I shot the globe
I clock the hoes, lock do's and the bows
I the shows
Pop, lock, and yo nose
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 bring the
Cock back and swing the
Yo girl mad cause she told me don't even bring the
And then I her - I said it's cool, get at me
And my voice got raaasty
Cause I was smokin' on some Cali and my eyes dazed
I was in the zone, coulda thrown up them
And if you lost, Lil' Jon's got some Eastside
So stop actin' a Bia if yo ass ain't blaze

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Bitch niggaz in the house me what's up
A nigga you in the mouth and told you shut up
Somebody get 'em and now you just a victim
Shorty tried to stick 'em, the pit bull to sick 'em
I know he wanna run but he can't he out
Punched him in his and then he passed out
Woke up his pockets turned inside-out
Always hit them motherfuckaz right in they mouth
You stay out the way and act like you ain't havin' shit
Cause niggaz run up in yo ass like you a nasty bitch
You bitch, that's what the callin' you
You'd be a damn fool to act like you dude
Mindin' yo business, grabbed you by yo collar
You like Marvin 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