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
Hollerin' word on the streets is this nigga said this
Man I don't give a about what that nigga said man
That's what's wrong with you niggas, you is just like bitches
Ho-ass niggas, talk too much (speak)
Study your own, get own, you know 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' 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 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 from way back, payback, will
niggas wanna pop that shit
If you ain't ready for the game (uh-huh) nigga that shit
We rock shit, my nigga Dre, drop that shit (right)
No mo' talkn', I'm walkin' and I'm the clip
Glock on the hip, set-trippin', and shit
If you act a bitch (nigga) nigga you get smacked like a bitch

Bitch niggas, niggas bitch niggas

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

Straight off the streets of chaos and no
The aggravated, makin' these punk hate it
Compton is the I'm from
Can't never leave the crib without a murder
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 up, and want my thing fucked up
I done a lot, seen a whole lot
The top notch nigga, I'm fiendin' for spot
Now peep game on Six-Deuce told me

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

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

Bitch nigga, a nigga
Bitch nigga, hella nigga
You's a bitch nigga, motherfucker 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, you'd rather 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 me with 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' blush
Mr. Powder Puff yo', ain't loud enough, huh
I Chihuahuas 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 busta hussy, soft as a hush puppy
Must we you down to estrogen most hated specimen
A nigga

{"Stop scheamin', and hard"}