Luyện nghe bài hát Bia Bia (remix)

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

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 fussin' like a - a (Push 'em off, push '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 'me up, get 'em up)
Why you like a - like a (Push 'em off, push '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
where you from nigga (Where you from)
Where you nigga (Where you from)
God dammit motherfucka you from (Where you from)
Well where you nigga (Where you from)
you from nigga (Where you from)
God dammit motherfucka you from (Where you from)
Well represent yo - represent yo shit
Say fuck that clique - say that clique
Represent yo - represent yo shit
Say fuck that clique - say that clique
you scared (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 lick no
Bitch I hit and flip bricks
Every two hours switch to keep the peoples off me
What you know about No Doze and coffee
No sleep, I 'm 40
With bricks in a 740
Bitch I got time to party
I'm bread with Dominican niggaz
Over a hot dinner
Thinkin' how I'ma cop the 6 at the beginnin' of
it out and then fit it with timber, that's wood grain
What you ain't know, this a hood
All my thugs let ya wood
Bitches ya ass clap
I'm takin' all y'all and BMI
me drivin' DUI
Look cause I don't give a nigga I'm livin' or die
Who on this track with me, y'all is willin' to try
Chyna Whyte the thug bitch with no inside

Well pour out the and Coke and fire up that dro'
It's Ludacris off Old National and Godby
The is sold
Clear I shot the globe
I clock the hoes, do's 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 Feds to stop my dough
They claim caught me at the docks with a flock of snow
I bring the
Cock and swing the thang
Yo mad cause she told me don't even 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 dazed
I was in the zone, coulda thrown up tre's
And if you lost, Lil' Jon's got some Eastside
So stop actin' a Bia if yo ass ain't blaze

[Too
niggaz 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 a victim
Shorty tried to 'em, told the pit bull to sick 'em
I know he wanna run but he he assed out
Punched him in his chin and he passed out
Woke up his pockets turned inside-out
Always hit them weak right in they mouth
You better stay out the way and act you ain't havin' shit
Cause will run up in yo ass like you a nasty bitch
You little bitch, what the callin' you
be a damn fool to act like you ballin' dude
Mindin' yo business, they grabbed you by yo
You feel Marvin Gaye cause they make you wanna holler
But since you run, you might as well fight
Quit actin' like a bitch and live a real
You a
Bia Bia