Luyện nghe bài hát Bia Bia (remix)

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

Bia Bia (Get 'em up, get 'em up)
Why you actin' 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 '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' a bitch and get yo hands up
get 'em up (Get 'em up)
Put 'em up (Put 'em up)
Stop like a bitch and get yo hands up
Well where you nigga (Where you from)
Where you nigga (Where you from)
God dammit motherfucka where you (Where you from)
where you from nigga (Where you from)
Where you from (Where you from)
God dammit motherfucka you from (Where you from)
Well represent yo shit - yo shit
Say fuck clique - say fuck that clique
Represent yo shit - yo shit
Say fuck that clique - say that clique
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
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
three bricks in a 740
Bitch I ain't got time to
I'm breakin' bread Dominican niggaz
a hot Benigan's dinner
Thinkin' how cop the 6 at the beginnin' of winter
Chrome it out and then fit it with timber, wood grain
What you ain't know, this a thang
All my let ya wood swang
Bitches make ya ass
I'm takin' all y'all and BMI
me drivin' DUI
Look I don't give a fuck nigga I'm livin' or die
Who on this fuckin' with me, y'all is willin' to try
Chyna the thug bitch with no feelin's inside

Well pour out the Henn and Coke and fire up that
It's Ludacris off Old National and Godby
The block is
Clear then I shot the
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 to stop my dough
They claim they me at the docks with a flock of snow
I the pain
Cock back and the thang
Yo girl mad cause she me don't even bring the thang
And I told her - I said it's cool, get at me
And then my got raaasty
Cause I was smokin' on Cali and my eyes were dazed
I was in the zone, coulda thrown up them
And if you lost, Lil' Jon's got Eastside ways
So stop 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
Somebody holler get 'em and now you just a
Shorty to stick 'em, told the pit bull to sick 'em
I know he run but he can't he assed out
him in his chin and then he passed out
Woke up with his pockets inside-out
Always hit weak motherfuckaz right in they mouth
You better stay out the way and act like you 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 feel like Marvin Gaye they make you wanna holler
But since you can't run, you might as fight
Quit actin' a bitch and live a real life
You a
Bia Bia