Luyện nghe bài hát Big Homie

[Hook:
You go to any hood, bet they know me
gold pinky ring; master Rollie
Boy, a little nigga; Gary Coleman
I be calling all the shots, I'm big
Big homie, big homie, big homie, big
Boy, you'se a little nigga; Coleman
I be all the shots, I'm big homie

[Verse 1:
I'm for the new bitch, she was stunting
pussy got a paper tag and it's a hundred
My bellman me Sir Combs, I'm Richard Drummond
My Rolls spray cologne, the fragrance money
It's Bad Records, bitch, you know I run it
Ciroc Amaretto coming, them love it
I show up with my on and never doubt it
You show up with your jewelry on and without it

[Verse 2:
Diddy go to any hood, big
Top on any block, niggas know me
The only one that's topping Forbes, I'm lonely
See us out here yachts like ''fuck the police''
Bugatti lane to lane, we getting money
Once promoter say my name, fly bitches
ratchet bitches love a nigga so cough your chick in
More 80's the 80's, nigga, I'm money mention
I'm money

[Verse 3: Ross]
My get the Christians, nigga, and Giuseppe
My bitches get the Berkin, nigga, hold the weapons
My bitches get the Rovers, that's for affection
My bitches get the realest nigga, she's my
I make my bitches traffic dope, that's my
She swallow dope and looking pregnant, time for
Thank God your pockets where I'm from, block, they bless us
50 mill a meter drum, go get stretchers
Get them