Luyện nghe bài hát Big Pimpin'

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

You know I thug em, fuck em, love em, em
Cause I don't need em
Take em out the hood, em lookin' good
But I fuckin' feed em
time they fuss I'm breezin'
bout, "What's the reasons?"
I'm a pimp in every sense of the word,
Better trust believe em
In the cut where I em
'Til I need a nut, 'til I to beat the guts
Then it's, beep and I'm pickin' em up
Let em with the dick in the truck
Many chicks want to put Jigga fist in
Divorce him and his bucks
because you got good head, I'm a break bread
So you can be livin' it up? I
with nothin', y'all be frontin'
Me my heart to a woman?
Not for nothin', happen
be forever mackin'
Heart cold as assassins, I got no
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 doin big up in N.Y.C.
It's just that 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

Nigga it's the big rap impresario
Comin' straight up out the barrio
Makes a mill' up off a hoe
Then sit and peep my scenario
Oops, my bad, that's my
No I can't fuck a hoe
Now time, every place, everywhere we go
Hoes pointin', they say, "There he go!"
Now these motherfuckers know we carry mo' than a little bit
We don't it out over little shit
And if you catch a 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
be surprised if yo' hoe stab out with me
And you see us comin' down on yo'
Livin' ghetto fabulous, so mad, you just take it
But if you hatin' I
you wait while I get yo' bitch butt-naked, just 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
Timbaland let me my pro's on
it up in the pro-zone
That's the track that we breakin' these on
Ain't the track that we on
But shit get hot, then the glock 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 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.
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 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 call it
want to ball, holla at broads at the mall
If he up, watch him fall, nigga I can't fuck y'all
If I wasn't baby, I would still be ridin' Mercedes
Chromin' shinin' sippin' daily, no rest whitey pay me
Uh now what y'all know bout Texas boys
down in candied toys, smokin' 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
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