Luyện nghe bài hát Big B's

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

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Outdated temporary tag on a B (Bentley B)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

Chance The Rapper]
Please,
Treat me like you who I am
Please,
Bitch I who I am, uh

2: Chance The Rapper]
I got on my card
Put some money on 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
Love me in my city like
Get a little and I'll loop that
Get a little money, I'll oop
it with my niggas in the group chat
Left for a minute then I back
Had to ask Bruce "where the at?"
Had to ask "where the truth at?"
Now I can't ride the roof back
Tell 'em I don't play with other people's kids
Got an office in the
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 card for the good 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 with the Simply
Lemonade exterior, under Bentleys
Put you in the zone if you start acting too friendly
Bought a Benzo and some Kenzo just for Kensli
up real early but I eat late
Go and hit the with that brief case
Time to shake another cheap skate
You could tell he's lying,

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

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