Luyện nghe bài hát Bia Bia (remix)

[Big
Ay yo this out, supreme figga nigga Big Kap
Rockin' with Lil' Jon, Eastside Boyz, Whyte (Ludacris nigga), $hort Dogg
(Ay them niggaz 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 - like a (Push 'em off, '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 like 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)
Well where you nigga (Where you from)
you from nigga (Where you from)
God dammit where you from (Where you from)
Well represent yo shit - represent yo
Say that clique - say fuck that clique
yo shit - represent yo shit
Say that 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 don't 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 that No and coffee
No sleep, I 'm 40
three bricks in a 740
Bitch I got time to party
I'm bread with 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, that's wood
What you ain't know, a hood thang
All my let ya wood swang
Bitches ya ass clap
I'm takin' all y'all and BMI
me drivin' 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
Whyte the thug bitch with no feelin's inside

Well out the Henn and Coke and fire up that dro'
It's Ludacris off Old National and Road
The is sold
Clear then I shot the
I clock the hoes, lock do's and the bows
I rock the
Pop, lock, and knock yo
You Bia Bia, I my .44 and mob the flo'
I mop and
The Feds tryin' to stop my
claim they caught me at the docks with a flock of snow
I bring the
Cock back and swing the
Yo girl mad cause she told me even bring the thang
And then I told her - I it's cool, get at me
And then my voice got
Cause I was smokin' on some Cali and my were dazed
I was in the zone, coulda thrown up tre's
And if you lost, Lil' Jon's got some ways
So actin' like a Bia if yo ass ain't blaze

[Too
Bitch niggaz in the tell me what's up
A nigga slapped you in the and told you shut up
holler get 'em and now you just a victim
Shorty tried to stick 'em, told the pit bull to 'em
I know he run but he can't he assed out
Punched him in his chin and he passed out
Woke up with his pockets inside-out
Always hit them weak right in they mouth
You better out the way and act like you ain't havin' shit
Cause niggaz will run up in yo ass like you a bitch
You little bitch, that's the callin' you
You'd be a damn fool to act like you ballin'
Mindin' yo business, they you by yo collar
You like 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 life
You a
Bia Bia