Luyện nghe bài hát Big Pimpin'

Uh, uh uh uh
It's big pimpin
It's big pimpin, G's
Feel me uhh, uh-huh
Ge-ge-geyeah,
Ge-ge-geyeah,

You know I thug em, fuck em, em, leave em
Cause I fuckin' need em
em out the hood, keep em lookin' good
But I don't fuckin' em
First time fuss I'm breezin'
bout, "What's the reasons?"
I'm a pimp in every of the word, bitch
Better trust than em
In the cut where I em
'Til I a nut, 'til I need to beat the guts
Then it's, beep beep and I'm em up
Let em play with the dick in the
Many want to put Jigga fist in cuffs
him and split his bucks
Just because you got head, I'm a break bread
So you can be livin' it up? I
with nothin', y'all be frontin'
Me give my heart to a
Not for nothin', happen
I'll be forever
Heart cold as assassins, I got no
I got no
And I hate
Hoe get yo' ass in
And let's ride, em out now
Ride,
And ride check em out now
Ride,

We doin, big pimpin, we cheese
em out now
Big pimpin', on B.L.A.D.'s
We doin big up in N.Y.C.
It's just Jigga Man, Pimp C, and Bun B
Yo yo yo big pimpin, cheese
We big pimpin, on B.L.A.D.'s
We doin' big up in N.Y.C.
It's just that Jigga Man, C, and Bun B

it's the big Southern rap impresario
Comin' up out the black barrio
Makes a mill' up off a hoe
Then sit back and my scenario
Oops, my bad, my scenario
No I can't a scary hoe
Now time, every place, everywhere we go
Hoes pointin', they say, "There he go!"
Now these motherfuckers know we mo' heat than a little bit
We pull it out over little shit
And if you catch a lick when I spit, then it be a little hit
Go read a you illiterate son of a bitch and step up yo' vocab
be surprised if yo' hoe stab out with me
And you see us down on yo' slab
Livin' ghetto fabulous, so mad, you just take it
But nigga if you I
Then you wait while I get yo' bitch butt-naked, break it
You gotta pay like you weigh wet wit two of clothes on
Now get yo' ass to the as I'm flyin' to the track
let me spit my pro's on
Pump it up in the
That's the track we breakin' these hoes on
Ain't the that we flows on
But when shit get hot, then the glock start poppin' ozone
We keep hoes crunk like
Fo' real it get no bigger man
trip, let's flip, gettin' throwed on the flip
Gettin' blowed with the Jigga Man, fool

We be big pimpin' cheese
We be big on B.L.A.D.'s
We be big down in P.A.T.
It's just that Man, Pimp C, and Bun B
Cause we be big pimpin', cheese
And we be big pimpin', on B.L.A.D.'s
Cause we be big in P.A.T.
It's just that Man, Pimp C, and Bun B nigga

Uh smokin' out, up, keepin' lean up in my cup
All my car got leather and wood, in my we call it buck
Everybody to ball, holla at broads at the mall
If he up, him fall, nigga I can't fuck with y'all
If I rappin' baby, I would still be ridin' Mercedes
Chromin' shinin' daily, no rest until whitey pay me
Uh now what y'all know them Texas boys
Comin' down in candied toys, weed and talkin' noise

We be big pimpin, cheese
We be big pimpin, on B.L.A.D.'s
We be big down in P.A.T.
just that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and Bun B
Cause we be big pimpin, cheese
And we be big pimpin, on B.L.A.D.'s
Cause we be big in P.A.T.
It's just that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and Bun B