Luyện nghe bài hát Big Pimpin' (extended Version)

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

You know I thug em, em, love em, leave em
I don't fuckin' need em
Take em out the hood, keep em good
But I fuckin' feed em
First they fuss I'm breezin'
bout, "What's the reasons?"
I'm a pimp in every of the word, bitch
Better than believe em
In the cut where I em
'Til I need a nut, 'til I need to beat the
Then it's, beep and I'm pickin' em up
Let em play with the in the truck
Many chicks want to put Jigga fist in
Divorce him and split his
Just because you got head, I'm a break bread
So you can be livin' it up? I
with nothin', y'all be frontin'
Me give my to a woman?
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 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 just Jigga 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 just Jigga Man, Pimp C, and Bun B

Nigga it's the big rap impresario
Comin' straight up out the barrio
Makes a up off a sorry hoe
Then sit back and my scenario
Oops, my bad, my scenario
No I can't a scary hoe
Now every time, place, everywhere we go
Hoes pointin', they say, "There he go!"
Now these motherfuckers we carry mo' heat than a little bit
We don't pull it out 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 surprised if yo' hoe stab out me
And you see us down on yo' slab
Livin' ghetto fabulous, so mad, you can't 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 back as I'm 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 poppin' like ozone
We keep hoes like Trigger-man
Fo' it don't get no bigger man
trip, let's flip, gettin' throwed on the flip
Gettin' blowed the motherfuckin' Jigga Man, fool

We be big pimpin' spendin'
We be big on B.L.A.D.'s
We be big pimpin' in P.A.T.
just 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 that Jigga Man, 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
Everybody want to ball, holla at broads at the
If he up, watch him fall, nigga I can't fuck y'all
If I wasn't rappin' baby, I would still be Mercedes
Chromin' shinin' sippin' daily, no until whitey pay me
Uh now what y'all know bout 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, 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