Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch Ass Niggaz

That's some good-ass

Check it out Dawg, 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 a fuck about what that nigga said man
That's what's wrong with you niggas, you is just like bitches
Ho-ass niggas, too motherfuckin' much (speak)
your own, get your own, you know what I'm sayin'?
Be independent nigga,

Bitch (bitch niggas)
niggas (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, look
And I really know, but that's just how it go (damn)
Dogg, so many niggas like to up shit
And just a bitch (beotch) niggas be talkin' shit (nigga)
Smilin' in my and then they blast me in the back (ka-ka-ka-ka-ka)
Niggas stay strapped way back, cause payback, will
Make wanna pop that shit
If you ain't ready for the game (uh-huh) nigga stop that
We that shit, my nigga Dre, drop that shit (right)
No mo' talkn', I'm walkin' and I'm poppin' the
Glock on the hip, set-trippin', drippin' and
If you act like a bitch (nigga) you get smacked like a bitch

Bitch niggas, niggas bitch niggas

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

Straight off the streets of 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 can't live my life on no mo'
And most of these fools ain't shit but
They smile in a nigga face, and for
got the game all fucked up, and want my thing fucked up
I done a lot, seen a whole lot
The top nigga, I'm fiendin' for that spot
Now peep game on what Six-Deuce 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, they'll be around, but yo' paper 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 nigga
Bitch nigga, hella bitch
You's a bitch nigga, motherfucker bitch
A bitch nigga, a bitch

I know yo' type, so much in you, if it was slightly darker
Lights was dimmer my dick be stuck up in yo' windpipe
Hmm, you'd blow me than fight, I'm from the old school
Like Rome homey yo, you owe me the right
To slap you, like the bitch that you are, that to cap you
since you was mad doggin' me with that bitch in yo' car
Fool, "Who do you think you Mr. Big Stuff"
Man, you on Hitt, get yo' shit bust, plus
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 Dre, I bet he take bubble baths
You want no trouble with the Aftermath staff, trust me
Doggy Dogg, Doctor plus me
No you's a busta hussy, soft as a hush puppy
Must we break you down to most hated specimen
A bitch

{"Stop scheamin', and hard"}