Luyện nghe bài hát Big Pimpin'

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

You I thug em, fuck em, love em, leave em
Cause I don't fuckin' em
Take em out the hood, em lookin' good
But I don't feed em
First time they fuss I'm
bout, "What's the reasons?"
I'm a pimp in every of the word, bitch
Better trust believe em
In the cut I keep 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
Divorce him and split his
because you got good head, I'm a break bread
So you can be it up? Shit I
Parts with nothin', be frontin'
Me give my heart to a
Not for nothin', happen
I'll be forever
Heart as assassins, I got no passion
I got no
And I waitin'
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.
just that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and Bun B

Nigga the big Southern rap impresario
Comin' straight up out the black
Makes a mill' up off a hoe
Then sit and peep my scenario
Oops, my bad, my scenario
No I fuck a scary hoe
Now time, every place, everywhere we go
start pointin', they say, "There he go!"
Now these motherfuckers know we mo' heat than a little bit
We don't pull it out little shit
And if you catch a lick I spit, then it won't be a little hit
Go read a you illiterate son of a bitch and step up yo' vocab
Don't be surprised if yo' hoe stab out me
And you see us comin' on yo' slab
Livin' ghetto fabulous, so mad, you just take it
But if you hatin' 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 like ozone
We keep hoes crunk Trigger-man
Fo' real it get no bigger man
trip, let's flip, gettin' throwed on the flip
Gettin' with the motherfuckin' Jigga Man, fool

We be big pimpin' spendin'
We be big on B.L.A.D.'s
We be big down in P.A.T.
It's 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

Uh out, throwin' up, keepin' lean up in my cup
All my car got leather and wood, in my hood we it buck
want to ball, holla 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 be ridin' Mercedes
shinin' sippin' daily, no rest until whitey pay me
Uh now what y'all know them Texas boys
Comin' down in candied toys, smokin' weed and noise

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