Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch Ass Niggaz

That's good-ass weed

Check it out Dawg, this game is a motherfuckin' man
on the streets
Everybody always to run up on me
about word on the streets is this nigga said this
Man I don't give a fuck about that nigga said man
That's what's wrong with you niggas, you niggas is like bitches
niggas, talk too motherfuckin' much (speak)
Study your own, get your own, you know what I'm
Be nigga, beotch

Bitch (bitch niggas)
Bitch (bitch niggas)
niggas (beotch)
Bitch (bitch niggas)
I'm talkin' about you (beotch)
Bitch
And you too (beotch)

Hmm,
I meet mo' niggas than hoes, look here
And I don't know, but that's just how it go (damn)
Dogg, so many niggas like to keep up
And just like a (beotch) niggas be talkin' shit (nigga)
in my face and then they blast me in the back (ka-ka-ka-ka-ka)
Niggas stay strapped way back, cause payback, will
Make wanna pop that shit
If you ready for the game (uh-huh) nigga stop that shit
We rock that shit, my nigga Dre, drop shit (right)
No mo' talkn', I'm walkin' and I'm poppin' the
Glock on the hip, set-trippin', drippin' and
If you act like a bitch (nigga) you get smacked like a bitch

Bitch niggas, bitch niggas bitch

There niggas don't know what the is goin' on
Yo Dogg, it kick back
Let me at these niggas for a minute

Straight off the of chaos and no pity
The aggravated, these punk motherfuckers hate it
Compton is the city I'm
Can't never the crib without a murder wea-pon
Huh, I can't my life on broke no mo'
And of these fools ain't shit but cutthroats
They smile in a face, and for what?
They got the game all fucked up, and want my fucked up
I done learned a lot, seen a lot
The top nigga, I'm fiendin' for that spot
Now peep game on Six-Deuce told me

These niggas yo' paper, Dr. D.R.E. (wha?)
And these punk-ass is lookin' for dough
You gotta watch your homeboys, cause a nigga never
Oh, they'll be around, but when yo' get low
like Master P said, "There they go, there they go"
Bitch uh-huh

scheamin', and lookin' hard"}
{Stop scheamin', and hard"}

nigga, a bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, bitch nigga
a bitch nigga, motherfucker bitch nigga
A nigga, a bitch nigga

I know yo' type, so bitch in you, if it was slightly darker
Lights was little my dick be stuck up in yo' windpipe
Hmm, you'd rather me than fight, I'm from the old school
Like Romey Rome yo, you owe me the right
To slap you, like the that you are, that wanted to cap you
Every since you was mad doggin' me that bitch in yo' car
Fool, "Who do you think you Mr. Big Stuff"
Man, you shit on Hitt, get yo' bust, plus
Pistol-whipped, cover it up, use yo' bitch's
Mr. Puff yo', bark ain't loud enough, huh
I know Chihuahuas mo' rah-rah, ha ha
I have to laugh Dre, I bet he take baths
You don't want no trouble the Aftermath staff, trust me
Doggy Dogg, Diggy plus me
No you's a busta hussy, soft as a hush puppy
Must we break you to estrogen most hated specimen
A nigga

{"Stop scheamin', and hard"}