Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch Ass Niggaz

That's good-ass weed

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

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

Hmm,
I meet mo' bitch than hoes, look here
And I don't know, but that's just how it go (damn)
Dogg, so many niggas like to up shit
And just like a (beotch) niggas be talkin' shit (nigga)
Smilin' in my face and then they me in the back (ka-ka-ka-ka-ka)
stay strapped from way back, cause payback, will
Make niggas pop that shit
If you ain't for the game (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 the clip
Glock on the hip, set-trippin', drippin' and
If you act like a bitch (nigga) nigga you get smacked a bitch

Bitch niggas, bitch niggas bitch

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

Straight off the of chaos and no pity
The aggravated, makin' 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 these fools ain't but cutthroats
They smile in a face, and for what?
They got the all fucked up, and want my thing fucked up
I done learned a lot, a whole lot
The top notch nigga, I'm fiendin' for spot
Now peep on what Six-Deuce told me

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

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

nigga, a bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, hella nigga
You's a bitch nigga, bitch nigga
A nigga, a bitch nigga

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 blow me than fight, I'm 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 me with that bitch in yo' car
Fool, "Who do you you are? Mr. Big Stuff"
Man, you on Hitt, get yo' shit bust, plus
Pistol-whipped, cover it up, use yo' blush
Mr. Powder Puff yo', bark loud enough, huh
I Chihuahuas that's mo' rah-rah, ha ha
I have to laugh Dre, I bet he take bubble
You want no trouble with the Aftermath staff, trust me
Doggy Dogg, Diggy Doctor me
No you's a busta hussy, soft as a hush puppy
we break you down to estrogen most hated specimen
A nigga

{"Stop scheamin', and hard"}