Luyện nghe bài hát Big Homie

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

1: Diddy]
I'm winnin' for the new bitch, she was
That pussy got a tag and it's a hundred
My call 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 jewelry on and never it
You show up your jewelry on and leave without it

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

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