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 em, fuck em, love em, leave em
Cause I don't fuckin' em
Take em out the hood, em lookin' good
But I fuckin' feed em
First time they fuss I'm
bout, "What's the reasons?"
I'm a pimp in sense of the word, bitch
Better trust than em
In the cut I keep em
'Til I need a nut, I need to beat the guts
Then it's, beep and I'm pickin' em up
Let em play with the dick in the
Many chicks want to put fist in cuffs
him and split his bucks
Just because you got 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', happen
I'll be mackin'
cold 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 let's ride 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 that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and Bun B
Yo yo yo big pimpin, cheese
We 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

Nigga it's the big Southern rap
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
start pointin', they say, "There he go!"
Now these motherfuckers we carry mo' heat than a little bit
We don't pull it out over shit
And if you catch a lick I spit, then it won't be a little hit
Go a book you illiterate son of a bitch and step up yo' vocab
Don't be surprised if yo' hoe out with me
And you see us comin' down on yo'
Livin' fabulous, so mad, you just can't take it
But nigga if you I
Then you wait while I get yo' bitch butt-naked, break it
You gotta pay you weigh wet wit two pairs of clothes on
Now get yo' ass to the back as I'm flyin' to the
Timbaland let me my pro's on
Pump it up in the
That's the track that we these hoes on
Ain't the that we flows on
But when shit get hot, then the glock start poppin' ozone
We keep crunk like Trigger-man
Fo' it don't get no bigger man
Don't trip, let's flip, throwed 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 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 that 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 we call it buck
want to ball, holla at broads at the mall
If he up, him fall, nigga I can't fuck with y'all
If I wasn't rappin' baby, I would still be ridin'
Chromin' shinin' sippin' daily, no rest until pay me
Uh now what y'all bout them Texas boys
Comin' down in toys, smokin' weed 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 just that Jigga Man, 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 just that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and Bun B