Luyện nghe bài hát Big Pimpin'

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

You know I thug em, fuck em, love em, em
I don't fuckin' need em
Take em out the hood, keep em lookin'
But I don't fuckin' em
First they fuss I'm breezin'
bout, "What's the reasons?"
I'm a pimp in every of the word, bitch
trust than believe em
In the cut I keep em
'Til I a nut, 'til I need to beat the guts
Then it's, beep and I'm pickin' em up
Let em play the dick in the truck
Many chicks to put Jigga fist in cuffs
Divorce him and his bucks
Just because you got head, I'm a break bread
So you can be it up? Shit I
with nothin', y'all be frontin'
Me give my heart to a
Not for nothin', never
I'll be forever
Heart as assassins, I got no passion
I got no
And I waitin'
Hoe get yo' ass in
And ride, check 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 that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and Bun B
Yo yo yo big pimpin, spendin'
We big pimpin, on B.L.A.D.'s
We doin' big up in N.Y.C.
It's that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and Bun B

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

We be big pimpin' spendin'
We be big 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
we be big pimpin' in P.A.T.
It's just that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and Bun B

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

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