Luyện nghe bài hát Big B's

[Intro: Thug]
Big
Like the opp say big business, you what I'm saying, fucks
Yeah, now me

[Verse 1: Young
Handful of hunnids, real big
Hublot, nigga get some
Whole hoes, nigga get your women, heh
Stuff 'er with the pole, come and get your nigga
Big business, shit Wendy Williams, ooh
Catch 'em at the club sipping, fuck around they missing, on
Big pimping, iced out my crew now my complete
Pimp C, I ain't doing that, fuck her on the sheets, yeah
And all my niggas like Bun B, hold on
Fuck you YSL till we d-i-e, hold on, hold on
Fuck around and set the off like Queen Latifah
Hold on, hold on, yeah, going all out 'bout my dog Scooby-ee
And a trap door swinging like Bizzy B, woah
temporary tag on a Bentley B (Bentley B)
Two tone bag, double R, park it on the streets, yeah, hold on
Two tone wire bag, big tear up the streets, rwar
Looking at kid, I might be the papi (sheesh)
65 pointers in the sheesh (damn, woah, sheesh)
Diamonds on the backside up my skin, sheesh
Uh, your old man tryna do it like me,

[Chorus: Chance The
Please,
Treat me like you who I am
Please,
I know who I am, uh

[Verse 2: The Rapper]
I got on my card
Put money on they books, that's a yard
I war on the beast for my God, sheesh
3 mil off the new hat
If I could go back, I the two cap
me in my city like Cusack
Get a little and I'll loop that
Get a little money, oop that
Split it with my in the group chat
Left for a minute then I back
Had to ask "where the truth at?"
Had to ask Rahm "where the at?"
Now I can't ride with the roof
Tell 'em I don't play with other people's kids
Got an in the steakhouse
bid for the ribs
Got a meeting at the
a trip to my rib
'Cause she leaving I live but I see her in a min
Got a Michael prayer card for the luck, ay
Bra push up I pull up, ay
Got a money from the tour, yeah
it all on baby pull ups, ay
Big old Bentley, bitch I mix the Henny the Simply
Lemonade exterior, Lorenzos under
Put you in the friend if you start acting too friendly
a baby Benzo and some Kenzo just for Kensli
Wake up early but I eat late
Go and hit the streets with brief case
Time to shake down another skate
You tell he's lying, cheesecake

[Verse 3: Young
Make a nigga tap out
Then put you in the with a real big body
Bitch said nigga need to got 100 racks on me
fit in my pocket
I'm a nigga, I'ma eat me some soup, I'ma let my bitch eat pasta
Told y'all niggas stopping
Black card in my wallet, I'ma feed my
I was at one of my shows feeling like Cam'ron the pink Margielas
We was tryna beat a murder capital, riding around the with the pink Beretta
When I got in with the money, me and shawty fucked around and filled my schedule
just sent me a picture got Indian in my family through my God damn nana
Young nigga 'round, dropped out school, learned it all through the ID channel
Young nigga fucked and ran out of bullets in the .40, got to get a banana
young niggas go brazy, done got that money, they still might pop
So many blue on me right now, young nigga still gamble
35 for the factories, I steal mammals
I ain't no nigga, I teach ya
I'm a big dog, no pedigree, I eat
Boomerang your sweet, she coming back

[Chorus: The Rapper]
Please,
me like you know who I am
Please,
I know who I am, uh