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: Thug]
Handful of hunnids, real big
Hublot, nigga get business
Whole hoes, nigga get your women, heh
Stuff 'er with the pole, come and get your women
Big business, talk Wendy Williams, ooh
'em at the club sipping, fuck around they missing, hold on
Big pimping, iced out my crew now my complete
Pimp C, I ain't doing that, I'ma fuck her on the sheets,
And all my niggas like Bun B, hold on
you thought? YSL till we d-i-e, hold on, hold on
Fuck and set the bitch off like Queen Latifah
on, hold on, yeah, going all out 'bout my dog like Scooby-ee
And a nigga trap door swinging like B, woah
Outdated tag on a Bentley B (Bentley B)
Two tone wire bag, double R, it on the streets, yeah, hold on
Two wire bag, big tires tear up the streets, rwar
Looking at your kid, I be the papi (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,
me like you know who I am
Please,
Bitch I who I am, uh

2: Chance The Rapper]
I got money on my
Put some money on they books, a yard
I declare war on the beast for my God,
3 mil off the new hat
If I go back, I make the two cap
me in my city like Cusack
Get a little beat and loop that
Get a money, I'll oop that
Split it with my niggas in the group
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 with the roof back
'em I don't play around with other people's kids
Got an in the steakhouse
bid for the ribs
Got a at the Ritz
a trip to my rib
'Cause she leaving where I 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 little money from the tour,
Spend it all on baby ups, ay
Big old Bentley, I mix the Henny with the Simply
exterior, Lorenzos under Bentleys
Put you in the zone if you start acting too friendly
Bought a baby Benzo and Kenzo just for Kensli
Wake up real but I eat late
Go and hit the streets with that case
Time to shake down cheap skate
You could tell lying, cheesecake

[Verse 3: Thug]
Make a bitch tap out
Then put you in the fours with a real big
Bitch said nigga to stop got 100 racks on me
fit in my pocket
I'm a street nigga, I'ma eat me some soup, I'ma let my bitch eat
Told y'all niggas ain't
card in my wallet, I'ma feed my partner
I was at one of my shows like Cam'ron 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 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 faces on me right now, young 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
your bitch sweet, she coming back

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