Luyện nghe bài hát Bia Bia (remix)

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Ay yo check out, supreme figga nigga 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 club

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

[Chyna
Chyna Whyte suck no dicks or lick no nuts
I hit licks and flip bricks
Every two hours whips to keep the peoples off me
What you know about No Doze and coffee
No sleep, I 'm 40
With three in a 740
I ain't got time to party
I'm breakin' bread with Dominican
Over a hot Benigan's
Thinkin' how I'ma cop the 6 at the beginnin' of
Chrome it out and then fit it timber, that's wood grain
What you ain't know, this a hood
All my thugs let ya wood
make ya ass clap
I'm all y'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' me, y'all is willin' to try
Chyna Whyte the bitch with no feelin's inside

Well pour out the Henn and Coke and fire up that
Ludacris off Old National and Godby Road
The is sold
Clear I shot the globe
I clock the hoes, lock 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 caught me at the docks with a flock of
I bring the
back and swing the thang
Yo girl mad cause she told me even bring the thang
And then I told her - I said cool, get at me
And then my voice got
Cause I was on some Cali and my eyes were dazed
I was in the zone, coulda thrown up them
And if you lost, Lil' Jon's got some ways
So actin' like a Bia if yo ass ain't blaze

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niggaz in the house tell me what's up
A nigga slapped you in the and told you shut up
Somebody holler get 'em and now you just a
Shorty tried to stick 'em, the pit bull to sick 'em
I know he wanna run but he he assed out
Punched him in his chin and then he out
up with his pockets turned inside-out
Always hit them weak right in they mouth
You better out the way and act like you ain't havin' shit
niggaz 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 you by yo collar
You feel like Marvin Gaye cause they you wanna holler
But since you can't run, you might as well
Quit actin' like a bitch and live a life
You a
Bia Bia