Luyện nghe bài hát Bia Bia (remix)

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

Bia Bia (Get 'em up, get 'em up)
Why you actin' a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em off)
Bia Bia (Get 'em up, get 'em up)
Why you fussin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, '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' like a bitch and get yo up
get 'em up (Get 'em up)
Put 'em up (Put 'em up)
Stop like a bitch and get yo hands up
Well you from nigga (Where you from)
Where you nigga (Where you from)
God dammit where you from (Where you from)
Well you from nigga (Where you from)
you from nigga (Where you from)
God dammit motherfucka you from (Where you from)
Well represent yo shit - represent yo
Say fuck that - say fuck that clique
yo shit - represent yo shit
Say fuck that clique - say fuck that
Well you (You scared)
You (You scared)
Stop like a bitch you scared (You scared)
You (You scared)
You (You scared)
Stop actin' like a you scared (You scared)

[Chyna
Chyna Whyte don't suck no dicks or no nuts
I hit licks and flip bricks
Every two hours switch whips to the peoples off me
What you know about No Doze and coffee
No sleep, I 'm 40
With bricks in a 740
Bitch I ain't got to party
I'm bread with Dominican niggaz
a hot Benigan's dinner
Thinkin' how I'ma cop the 6 at the of winter
Chrome it out and then fit it with timber, that's grain
What you know, this a hood thang
All my thugs let ya swang
Bitches ya ass clap
I'm takin' all ASCAP and BMI
Catch me DUI
Look cause I give a fuck nigga 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 Coke and fire up dro'
It's Ludacris off Old National and Road
The block is
Clear then I the globe
I clock the hoes, lock do's and drop the
I rock the
Pop, lock, and yo nose
You Bia Bia, I my .44 and mob the flo'
I mop and
The tryin' to stop my dough
They claim caught me at the docks with a flock of snow
I the pain
Cock and swing the thang
Yo girl mad cause she told me don't bring the thang
And then I her - I said it's cool, get at me
And then my got raaasty
Cause I was smokin' on some Cali and my eyes were
I was in the zone, thrown up them tre's
And if you lost, Jon's got some Eastside ways
So actin' like a Bia if yo ass ain't blaze

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