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 business
Whole lotta hoes, nigga get women, heh
'er with the pole, come and get your women nigga
Big business, talk Wendy Williams, ooh
Catch 'em at the club sipping, fuck around missing, hold on
Big pimping, out my crew now my mission complete
Pimp C, I ain't doing that, I'ma her on the sheets, yeah
And all my loyal like Bun B, hold on
Fuck you thought? YSL till we d-i-e, on, hold on
around and set the bitch off like Queen Latifah
Hold on, hold on, yeah, going all out 'bout my dog like
And a nigga trap swinging like Bizzy B, woah
temporary tag on a Bentley B (Bentley B)
Two tone wire bag, 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)
on the backside tearing up my skin, sheesh
Uh, your old man do it like me, sheesh

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

[Verse 2: Chance The
I got money on my
Put some on they books, that's a yard
I declare war on the for my God, sheesh
3 mil off the new hat
If I go back, I make 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
for a minute then I flew back
Had to ask "where the truth at?"
Had to ask "where the truth at?"
Now I can't ride the roof back
'em I don't play around with other people's kids
Got an office in the
Gotta bid for the
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 little money the tour, yeah
Spend it all on baby ups, ay
Big old Bentley, I mix the Henny with the Simply
Lemonade exterior, under Bentleys
Put you in the friend zone if you start acting too
Bought a Benzo and some Kenzo just for Kensli
Wake up real early but I eat
Go and hit the streets with that brief
Time to shake another 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 eat pasta
Told y'all niggas ain't
Black card in my wallet, feed my partner
I was at one of my shows feeling Cam'ron with the pink 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
Momma just sent me a got Indian in my family through my God damn nana
Young nigga 'round, dropped out school, learned it all through the ID channel
Young fucked 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 now, young nigga still 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: The Rapper]
Please,
Treat me like you who I am
Please,
Bitch I who I am, uh