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 ladies in the with style and grace
Allow me to lace these duches in your bushes
Who rock grooves and make with all the mommies?
The back of the club, sippin Moet, is you'll find me
The of the club, mackin hoes, my crew's behind me
Mad question askin, blunt passin, blastin
But I can't quit
Because one of these honies Biggie ta creep with
Sleep with, keep the ep a why not
Why blow up my spot cause we got hot
Now check it, I got more Mack Craig and in the bed
Believe me sweety I got enough to the needy
No to be greedy I got mad friends with Benz's
C-notes by the layers, fuckin players
in the Rover and come over
tell your jump in the GS3, I got the chronic by the tree

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

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

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

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

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

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