Luyện nghe bài hát Big B's

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

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Outdated tag on a Bentley B (Bentley B)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

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

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

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

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