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, em, leave em
Cause I don't 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 sense of the word,
Better than believe em
In the cut where I em
'Til I a nut, 'til I need to beat the guts
it's, beep beep and I'm pickin' em up
Let em play the dick in the truck
Many chicks 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 it up? Shit I
Parts with nothin', be frontin'
Me give my to a woman?
Not for nothin', happen
I'll be mackin'
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 let's 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 just 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 that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and Bun B

Nigga it's the big Southern rap
Comin' straight up out the barrio
a mill' up off a sorry hoe
Then sit back and peep my
Oops, my bad, my scenario
No I fuck a scary hoe
Now every time, place, everywhere we go
start pointin', they say, "There he go!"
Now these motherfuckers know we carry mo' heat a little bit
We pull it out over little shit
And if you a lick when I spit, then 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 nigga if you I
Then you while I get yo' bitch butt-naked, just break 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
let me spit my pro's on
Pump it up in the
That's the track that we breakin' these on
the track that we flows on
But when get hot, then the glock start poppin' like ozone
We keep hoes crunk like
Fo' real it don't get no man
Don't trip, let's flip, throwed on the flip
blowed with the motherfuckin' Jigga Man, fool

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 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

Uh smokin' out, throwin' up, keepin' 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 be ridin' Mercedes
Chromin' sippin' daily, no rest until whitey pay me
Uh now what know bout 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 pimpin in P.A.T.
It's just that Jigga Man, 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 Jigga Man, Pimp C, and Bun B nigga