Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch Ass Niggaz

That's good-ass weed

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

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

Hmm,
I mo' bitch niggas than hoes, look here
And I really don't know, but that's how it go (damn)
Dogg, so many niggas like to up shit
And just like a bitch (beotch) be talkin' shit (nigga)
in my face and then they blast me in the back (ka-ka-ka-ka-ka)
Niggas stay from way back, cause payback, will
Make niggas pop that shit
If you ain't ready for the game (uh-huh) stop 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 like a (nigga) nigga you get smacked like a bitch

Bitch niggas, bitch niggas bitch

There don't know what the fuck 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' these punk hate it
Compton is the I'm from
Can't never leave the crib without a wea-pon
Huh, I live my life on broke no mo'
And of these fools ain't shit but cutthroats
They in a nigga face, and for what?
They got the game all fucked up, and my thing fucked up
I learned a lot, seen a whole lot
The top notch nigga, I'm fiendin' for spot
Now game on what Six-Deuce told me

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

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

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

I know yo' type, so much bitch in you, if it was 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 Rome homey yo, you owe me the right
To slap you, like the that you are, that wanted to cap you
Every since you was mad doggin' me with that 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' bitch's
Mr. Powder Puff yo', bark loud enough, huh
I know that's mo' rah-rah, ha ha
I to laugh Dre, I bet he take bubble baths
You don't want no with the Aftermath staff, trust me
Doggy Dogg, Doctor plus me
No a busta slash hussy, soft as a hush puppy
Must we break you down to most hated specimen
A nigga

{"Stop scheamin', and hard"}