Luyện nghe bài hát Big Pobba

Uh, uh, it out
M.A.F.I.A., uh, um
(i this, yeah)
Uh, yeah, 94'

To all the in the place with style and grace
Allow me to lace these lyrical in your bushes
Who grooves and make moves with all the mommies?
The of the club, sippin Moet, is where you'll find me
The back of the club, hoes, my crew's behind me
Mad question askin, blunt passin, blastin
But I just quit
one of these honies Biggie gots ta creep with
Sleep with, the ep a secret why not
Why blow up my cause we both got hot
Now check it, I got more Mack Craig and in the bed
Believe me sweety I got to feed the needy
No need to be I got mad friends with Benz's
by the layers, true fuckin players
Jump in the and come over
tell your friends jump in the GS3, I got the by the tree

(I love it you call me Big Pop-pa)
Throw your hands in the air, if youse a player
(I love it you call me Big Pop-pa)
To the honies gettin money playin niggaz like
(I it when you call me Big Pop-pa)
If you got a gun up in your waist don't shoot up the place
Cause I see some ladies tonight who should be my baby

Straight up honey I'm askin
of these niggaz think they be mackin but they be actin
Who they attractin with that line, "What's name, what's your sign"?
Soon as he buy that wine I just creep up from
And ask what your are, "who you be with"?
Things to you smile, what numbers to dial
You gon' be for a while, I'm gon' go call my crew
You go your crew
We can rendezvou at the bar two
Plans to leave, throw the to Lil Cease
Pull the up, front, and roll up the next blunt
So we can steam on the way to the telly go fill my
A t-bone steak, cheese eggs and Welch's
Conversate for a few, in a few, we gon' do
What we to do, ain't that right boo (truuuueee)
Forget the telly we go to the crib
and watch a movie in the smoke l's while you do me

(I love it you call me Big Pop-pa)
Throw your hands in the air, if youse a player
(I it when you call me Big Pop-pa)
To the honies gettin playin niggaz like dummies
(I love it you call me Big Pop-pa)
If you got a gun up in your waist please don't shoot up the
Cause I see some ladies tonight who be havin my baby

(How ya Biggie Smallz?) In mansion and Benz's
Givin ends to my friends and it feels
cream, fuck a dollar and a dream (whaat)
Still tote gats strapped infrared beams
o's, smokin lye an' Optimo's
Money hoes and clothes all a knows
A pleasure, whatever
I had to the buried treasure, so grams I had to measure
However living better now, sweater now
Drop top BM's I'm the man
(Honey it, (check it)
Tell friends, to get with my friends (your freinds)
And we can be
Shit we can do this weekend (that's right)
Is that aight with you?
Yeah... bangin)

(I love it you call me Big Pop-pa)
Throw your hands in the air, if youse a true
(I it when you call me Big Pop-pa)
To the gettin money playin niggaz like dummies
(I it when you call me Big Pop-pa)
If you got a gun up in your waist please shoot up the place
Cause I see some ladies who should be havin my baby

Uhh, it out,
My full shit, for ass,
Uhh, Puff Daddy, Smalls,
Junior M.A.F.I.A., represent bay-bay!
Uhh!