Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch Ass Niggaz

That's some weed

Check it out Dawg, game is a motherfuckin' trip man
on the streets
Everybody always to run up on me
Hollerin' about word on the streets is nigga said this
Man I give a fuck 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 your own, you know what I'm
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 hoes, look here
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 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 pop that shit
If you ain't ready for the (uh-huh) nigga stop that 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) nigga you get like a bitch

Bitch niggas, bitch bitch niggas

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

Straight off the of chaos and no pity
The aggravated, makin' punk motherfuckers hate it
Compton is the city I'm
Can't leave the crib without a murder wea-pon
Huh, I can't my life on broke no mo'
And most of these ain't shit but cutthroats
They in a nigga face, and for what?
They got the game all fucked up, and want my fucked up
I done a lot, seen a whole lot
The top notch nigga, I'm fiendin' for that
Now peep game on Six-Deuce told me

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

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

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

I yo' type, so much bitch in you, if it was slightly darker
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 homey yo, you owe me the right
To slap you, like the bitch that you are, wanted to cap you
Every since you was mad doggin' me with bitch in yo' car
Fool, "Who do you think you Mr. Big Stuff"
Man, you shit on Hitt, get yo' bust, plus
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 bubble baths
You don't want no trouble with the staff, trust me
Dogg, Diggy Doctor plus 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"}