Luyện nghe bài hát Big B's

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

[Verse 1: Young
Handful of hunnids, real big
Hublot, nigga get some
Whole lotta hoes, nigga get women, heh
Stuff 'er the pole, come and get your women nigga
Big business, talk Wendy Williams, ooh
Catch 'em at the sipping, fuck around they missing, hold on
Big pimping, iced out my crew now my mission
C, I ain't doing that, I'ma fuck her on the sheets, yeah
And all my niggas loyal like Bun B, on
Fuck you thought? YSL till we d-i-e, hold on, on
Fuck around and set the bitch off like Queen
Hold on, hold on, yeah, going all out my dog like Scooby-ee
And a nigga 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 wire bag, big tires tear up the streets, rwar
at your kid, I might be the papi (sheesh)
65 in the Cuban sheesh (damn, woah, sheesh)
Diamonds on the tearing up my skin, sheesh
Uh, old man tryna do it like me, sheesh

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

[Verse 2: The Rapper]
I got money on my
Put some money on they books, that's a
I declare war on the beast for my God,
3 mil off the new hat
If I go back, I make the two cap
Love me in my city like
Get a little beat and I'll loop
Get a little money, oop that
Split it my niggas in the group chat
for a minute then I flew back
Had to ask Bruce "where the at?"
Had to ask Rahm "where the at?"
Now I can't ride with the back
'em I don't play around with other people's kids
Got an office in the
bid for the ribs
Got a meeting at the
Gave a to my rib
'Cause she leaving I live but I see her in a min
Got a Michael prayer for the good luck, ay
Bra up when 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, under Bentleys
Put you in the friend zone if you acting too friendly
Bought a baby Benzo and some Kenzo for Kensli
up real early but I eat late
Go and hit the streets that brief case
Time to down another cheap skate
You could tell lying, cheesecake

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

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