Luyện nghe bài hát Big Pimpin'

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

You know I thug em, fuck em, love em, em
Cause I don't fuckin' em
em out the hood, keep em lookin' good
But I don't feed em
First time fuss I'm breezin'
bout, "What's the reasons?"
I'm a pimp in sense of the word, bitch
Better trust believe em
In the cut where I em
I need a nut, 'til I need to beat the guts
Then it's, beep beep and I'm em up
Let em play with the in the truck
Many chicks want to put Jigga fist in
Divorce him and split his
Just you got good head, I'm a break bread
So you can be livin' it up? I
Parts nothin', y'all be frontin'
Me give my heart to a
Not for nothin', never
be forever mackin'
Heart as assassins, I got no passion
I got no
And I hate
Hoe get yo' ass in
And ride, check em out now
Ride,
And let's check em out now
Ride,

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

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

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

Uh smokin' out, up, keepin' lean up in my cup
All my car got and wood, in my hood we call it buck
Everybody want to ball, holla at broads at the
If he up, watch him fall, I can't fuck with y'all
If I wasn't baby, I would still be ridin' Mercedes
Chromin' shinin' daily, no rest until whitey pay me
Uh now what y'all know bout them 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 pimpin in P.A.T.
It's just Jigga Man, Pimp C, and Bun B
we be big pimpin, spendin' 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, C, and Bun B nigga