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 I thug em, fuck em, love em, leave em
Cause I fuckin' need em
Take em out the hood, keep em good
But I don't feed em
First they fuss I'm breezin'
bout, "What's the reasons?"
I'm a pimp in sense of the word, bitch
Better than believe em
In the cut where I em
'Til I need a nut, 'til I need to the guts
Then it's, beep and I'm pickin' em up
Let em play with the in the truck
Many chicks want to put fist in cuffs
him and split his bucks
Just because you got good head, I'm a bread
So you can be it up? Shit 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 let's ride, em out now
Ride,
And ride check em out now
Ride,

We doin, big pimpin, we spendin'
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, cheese
We big pimpin, on B.L.A.D.'s
We big pimpin up in N.Y.C.
It's just that Man, Pimp C, and Bun B

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

We be big pimpin' cheese
We be big on B.L.A.D.'s
We be big pimpin' in P.A.T.
It's just that Jigga Man, 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

Uh smokin' out, throwin' up, keepin' up in my cup
All my car got and wood, in my hood we call it buck
Everybody to ball, holla at broads at the mall
If he up, watch him fall, nigga I can't fuck with
If I rappin' baby, I would still be ridin' Mercedes
Chromin' shinin' sippin' daily, no rest until pay me
Uh now what y'all know them Texas boys
Comin' down in candied toys, smokin' 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.
just that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and Bun B nigga