Luyện nghe bài hát Big Cars Big House

I big cars and a big house a bad bitch with a big mouth
Bitch whatcha money 'bout
Gimme five minutes and I'll you out
I like big cars and a big house, a bad with a big mouth
Bitch whatcha talkin' 'bout
five minutes and I'll turn you out

You's a bad ass yellow bitch that like to talk hella shit
Bitch whatcha money workin' with everything else is irrelevant
I put that on the rhyme, the line, the crime and I do in time
Mutha fucka get outta
Everybody gonna shine if you that ass you fine
You can my money stack
Do it
your girlfriend it ain't an act
If she really go in the back
It's the Olympics man she can hit the track
On the prowl just like a cat for the scratch
I think you get the catch
This ain't no (?)
'Til the sun come up that bitch ought to bring it

I like big cars and a big house a bad bitch a big mouth
Bitch whatcha money 'bout
five minutes and I'll turn you out
I like big cars and a big house, a bad bitch a big mouth
Bitch whatcha money talkin'
five minutes and I'll turn you out

You's a dupa brown bitch
You top heavy and thick
I have to crank the bass in my Vic
Then you off so you can strip
Man the money it rains, it
up the doors
You get V.I.P
When it to my pimpin' I'll tell you more
You eat all up like a candy
bars and Kit Kats
So that's why I love when you bring it
And you's an Almond Joy eatin' all the
Showin' freaks, ya, how to work a toy
And, man, like a chocolate cake when you start to bake
Man I about the money you make
And the look up on your
When you see me in the building and I in and blast the place
up like (?)
I walk around like the president and I don't no evidence
Cause at the end of this bitch I'm a (?)
And she like the Cheshire cat lookin like China statue
Man it was stacked
Man she worked the tricks for super
And she talked them super rack

I big cars and a big house a bad bitch with a big mouth
Bitch money talkin' 'bout
Gimme five and I'll turn you out
I big cars and a big house, a bad bitch with a big mouth
Bitch whatcha talkin' 'bout
Gimme five minutes and I'll you out

You's a money makin red that brang all your bread home
Five nine and dead on
Them heels put you in a six
Packin' all of bakery
is a bitch that's meant for me
Shake what your gave to me
Bitch 'member you said you wouldn't pay me?
Now you got I got
Believe me you make a lot
getting me precious rocks
Every Parlor at the
Getcha done and I'm sprung
You get more money at the
it hard, and curl it up
Shake it down and it up