Luyện nghe bài hát Big Pimpin' (extended Version)

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

You know I em, fuck em, love em, leave em
Cause I don't fuckin' em
Take em out the hood, keep em lookin'
But I don't fuckin' em
First time they 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 I keep em
'Til I need a nut, I need to beat the guts
Then it's, beep beep and I'm em up
Let em with the dick in the truck
Many chicks want to put Jigga in cuffs
Divorce him and split his
Just because you got good head, I'm a break
So you can be it up? Shit I
with nothin', y'all be frontin'
Me give my to a woman?
Not for nothin', happen
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 cheese
em out now
Big pimpin', on B.L.A.D.'s
We doin big up in N.Y.C.
It's just that Jigga Man, 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.
It's just that Man, Pimp C, and Bun B

Nigga it's the big Southern rap
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 fuck a hoe
Now time, every place, everywhere we go
Hoes start pointin', say, "There he go!"
Now these motherfuckers know we carry mo' than a little bit
We don't pull it out over shit
And if you catch a lick when I spit, then it be a little hit
Go read a book you 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 while I get yo' bitch butt-naked, just break it
You gotta pay you weigh 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 we breakin' these hoes 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
Don't trip, let's flip, gettin' 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 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

Uh out, throwin' up, keepin' lean up in my cup
All my car got and wood, in my hood we call it buck
want to ball, holla at broads at the mall
If he up, watch him fall, nigga I fuck with y'all
If I wasn't rappin' baby, I would still be Mercedes
Chromin' shinin' sippin' daily, no until whitey pay me
Uh now y'all know bout them Texas boys
Comin' down in toys, smokin' weed and talkin' noise

We be big pimpin, spendin
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
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 that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and Bun B nigga