Luyện nghe bài hát Big Cars Big House

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

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

a supa dupa brown bitch
You top heavy and thick
I have to crank the in my Crown Vic
Then you off so you can strip
Man the it rains, it pours
up the doors
You get V.I.P
When it comes to my I'll tell you more
You eat all up like a candy
Hershey and Kit Kats
So that's why I when you bring it back
And you's an Joy eatin' all the boys
other freaks, ya, how to work a toy
And, man, just like a chocolate cake when you start to
Man I about the money you make
And the look up on your
When you see me in the and I come in and blast the place
Walked up (?)
I walk like the president and I don't leave no evidence
Cause at the end of night bitch I'm a (?)
And she like the Cheshire cat lookin like China statue
Man it was stacked
Man she worked the tricks for scratch
And she them outta super rack

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

You's a money red bone that brang all your bread home
foot nine and dead on
Them put you in a six zone
Packin' all of bakery
is a bitch that's meant for me
Shake your mama gave to me
Bitch 'member you said you wouldn't pay me?
Now you got I got
Believe me bitch you a lot
Ballin' me precious rocks
Parlor at the shop
Getcha hair and I'm sprung
You get money at the club
Perm it hard, and it up
Shake it and shake it up