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 tryin' to run up on me
Hollerin' word on the streets is this nigga said this
Man I give a fuck about what that nigga said man
That's what's wrong with you niggas, you niggas is just like
Ho-ass niggas, talk too much (speak)
Study your own, get your own, you what I'm sayin'?
Be independent nigga,

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

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

niggas, bitch niggas bitch niggas

There niggas don't know what the fuck is on
Yo Dogg, check it 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 I'm from
Can't never leave the crib without a murder
Huh, I live my life on broke no mo'
And most of fools ain't shit but cutthroats
smile in a nigga 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 notch nigga, I'm for that spot
Now peep game on what told me

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

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

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

I know yo' type, so much bitch in you, if it was slightly
Lights was little dimmer my dick be up in yo' windpipe
Hmm, rather blow me than fight, I'm from the old school
Like Romey homey yo, you owe me the right
To slap you, 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 you are? Mr. Big Stuff"
Man, you shit on Hitt, get yo' bust, plus
Pistol-whipped, it up, use yo' bitch's blush
Mr. Powder yo', bark ain't loud enough, huh
I know that's mo' rah-rah, ha ha
I have to laugh Dre, I bet he take bubble
You don't no trouble with the Aftermath staff, trust me
Doggy Dogg, Diggy Doctor me
No you's a slash hussy, soft as a hush puppy
Must we break you to estrogen most hated specimen
A bitch

{"Stop scheamin', and hard"}