Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch Ass Niggaz

That's good-ass weed

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

Bitch (bitch niggas)
Bitch (bitch niggas)
Bitch-ass (beotch)
Bitch (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 just like a bitch (beotch) niggas be shit (nigga)
Smilin' in my face and then they blast me in the (ka-ka-ka-ka-ka)
Niggas stay strapped from way back, payback, will
Make niggas wanna pop shit
If you ain't ready for the (uh-huh) nigga stop that shit
We rock that shit, my nigga Dre, that shit (right)
No mo' talkn', I'm walkin' and I'm poppin' the
Glock on the hip, set-trippin', and shit
If you act like a bitch (nigga) you get smacked like a bitch

Bitch niggas, niggas bitch niggas

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

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

These after yo' paper, Dr. D.R.E. (wha?)
And these punk-ass hoes is lookin' for
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"
niggas uh-huh

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

Bitch nigga, a nigga
Bitch nigga, bitch nigga
You's a bitch nigga, 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 be stuck up in yo' windpipe
Hmm, you'd rather blow me than fight, I'm the old school
Like Romey Rome homey yo, you owe me the
To slap you, the bitch that you are, that wanted to cap you
since 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, 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 Dre, I bet he take bubble baths
You don't want no with the Aftermath staff, trust me
Doggy Dogg, Doctor plus me
No you's a slash hussy, soft as a hush puppy
Must we break you down to estrogen most specimen
A nigga

{"Stop scheamin', and hard"}