Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch Ass Niggaz

That's some weed

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

Bitch (bitch niggas)
niggas (bitch niggas)
Bitch-ass (beotch)
Bitch (bitch niggas)
Yeah I'm talkin' you (beotch)
niggas
And you too (beotch)

Hmm,
I meet mo' bitch niggas than hoes, here
And I don't know, but that's just how it go (damn)
Dogg, so many niggas to keep up shit
And just like a bitch (beotch) be talkin' shit (nigga)
Smilin' in my face and then they me in the back (ka-ka-ka-ka-ka)
Niggas stay strapped way back, cause payback, will
niggas wanna pop that shit
If you ain't for the game (uh-huh) nigga stop that shit
We rock shit, my nigga Dre, drop that 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) nigga you get smacked like a

niggas, bitch niggas bitch niggas

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

Straight off the streets of and no pity
The aggravated, makin' these punk hate it
is the city I'm from
Can't never the crib without a murder wea-pon
Huh, I can't live my on broke no mo'
And most of these fools shit but cutthroats
smile in a nigga face, and for what?
They got the game all fucked up, and want my thing up
I done learned a lot, a whole 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, be around, but when yo' paper get low
Just like Master P said, "There they go, there go"
Bitch niggas

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

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

I know yo' type, so much in you, if it was slightly darker
Lights was little dimmer my be stuck up in yo' windpipe
Hmm, rather blow me than fight, I'm from the old school
Romey Rome homey yo, you owe me the right
To you, like the bitch 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' shit bust,
Pistol-whipped, cover it up, use yo' bitch's
Mr. Powder Puff yo', bark loud enough, huh
I know Chihuahuas mo' rah-rah, ha ha
I have to laugh Dre, I bet he take bubble
You don't want no trouble with the staff, trust me
Doggy Dogg, Doctor plus me
No you's a busta slash hussy, soft as a hush
Must we you down to estrogen most hated specimen
A nigga

{"Stop scheamin', and hard"}