Luyện nghe bài hát Big Pimpin' (extended Version)

Uh, uh uh uh
It's big pimpin
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 fuckin' need em
Take em out the hood, em lookin' good
But I don't fuckin' em
time they fuss I'm breezin'
bout, "What's the reasons?"
I'm a pimp in sense of the word, bitch
Better than believe em
In the cut I keep em
'Til I need a nut, 'til I to beat the guts
Then it's, beep and I'm pickin' em up
Let em play with the dick in the
Many want to put Jigga fist in cuffs
Divorce him and split his
Just because you got good head, I'm a bread
So you can be it up? Shit I
Parts with nothin', y'all be
Me give my heart to a
Not for nothin', never
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 ride 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 big pimpin up in N.Y.C.
It's that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and Bun B

it's the big Southern rap impresario
Comin' up out the black barrio
Makes a mill' up off a hoe
Then sit back and my scenario
Oops, my bad, that's my
No I can't a scary hoe
Now every time, place, everywhere we go
Hoes start pointin', say, "There he go!"
Now these motherfuckers know we carry mo' heat than a bit
We don't pull it out little shit
And if you catch a lick when I spit, then it won't be a hit
Go a book 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 down on yo' slab
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 pairs of on
Now get yo' ass to the as I'm flyin' to the track
Timbaland let me my pro's on
Pump it up in the
That's the track that we breakin' hoes on
Ain't the that we flows on
But when shit get hot, then the glock poppin' like ozone
We keep hoes crunk like
Fo' it don't get no bigger man
Don't trip, let's flip, gettin' throwed on the
Gettin' blowed with the motherfuckin' Jigga Man,

We be big spendin' cheese
We be big on B.L.A.D.'s
We be big down 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 that Jigga Man, C, and Bun B nigga

Uh smokin' out, up, keepin' lean up in my cup
All my car got leather and wood, in my hood we call it
Everybody 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 rest whitey pay me
Uh now what y'all know bout them 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 pimpin in P.A.T.
It's just that 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 that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and Bun B