Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch Ass Niggaz

That's some weed

Check it out Dawg, this game is a motherfuckin' man
on the streets
Everybody tryin' to run up on me
about word on the streets is this nigga said this
Man I don't give a fuck about what nigga said man
what's wrong with you niggas, you niggas is just like bitches
Ho-ass niggas, talk too much (speak)
Study your own, get your own, you what I'm sayin'?
Be independent nigga,

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' bitch niggas than hoes, look
And I really don't know, but that's how it go (damn)
Dogg, so many like to keep up shit
And just like a (beotch) niggas be talkin' shit (nigga)
Smilin' in my face and then 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 ain't ready for the game (uh-huh) nigga that shit
We rock that shit, my nigga Dre, drop that (right)
No mo' talkn', I'm walkin' and I'm the clip
on the hip, set-trippin', drippin' and shit
If you act like a bitch (nigga) nigga you get smacked a bitch

Bitch niggas, niggas bitch niggas

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

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

niggas after yo' paper, Dr. D.R.E. (wha?)
And punk-ass hoes is lookin' for dough
You gotta watch your homeboys, cause a nigga know
Oh, be around, but when yo' paper get low
like Master P said, "There they go, there they go"
Bitch niggas

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

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

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

{"Stop scheamin', and hard"}