Luyện nghe bài hát Big Pimpin' (extended Version)

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

You know I thug em, fuck em, em, leave em
Cause I fuckin' need em
em out the hood, keep em lookin' good
But I don't feed em
First time they 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, I need to beat the guts
Then it's, beep beep and I'm em up
Let em play the dick in the truck
Many chicks to put Jigga fist in cuffs
him and split his bucks
Just you got good head, I'm a break bread
So you can be livin' it up? I
Parts nothin', y'all be frontin'
Me my heart to a woman?
Not for nothin', never
I'll be mackin'
cold 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 big pimpin 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.
just that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and Bun B

Nigga the big Southern rap impresario
Comin' up out the black barrio
Makes a up off a sorry hoe
sit back and peep my scenario
Oops, my bad, my scenario
No I fuck a scary hoe
Now every time, every place, we go
Hoes start pointin', say, "There he go!"
Now motherfuckers know we carry mo' heat than a little bit
We don't pull it out 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
Don't be surprised if yo' hoe out with me
And you see us down on yo' slab
Livin' ghetto fabulous, so mad, you just take it
But if you hatin' I
Then you wait while I get yo' 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
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 shit get hot, the glock start poppin' like ozone
We keep hoes crunk Trigger-man
Fo' real it don't get no man
Don't trip, let's flip, 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 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
Cause we be big in P.A.T.
It's just that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and Bun B

Uh smokin' out, 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 can't fuck y'all
If I rappin' baby, I would still be ridin' Mercedes
Chromin' shinin' sippin' daily, no rest until pay me
Uh now what y'all know bout Texas boys
Comin' down in candied toys, smokin' and talkin' noise

We be big pimpin, cheese
We be big pimpin, on B.L.A.D.'s
We be big down in P.A.T.
It's 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
we be big pimpin in P.A.T.
It's just that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and Bun B