Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch Niggaz

That's some weed

it out Dawg, this game is a motherfuckin' trip man
Word on the
Everybody always 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 wrong with you niggas, you niggas is just like bitches
niggas, talk too motherfuckin' much (speak)
Study your own, get your own, you what I'm sayin'?
Be nigga, beotch

Bitch (bitch niggas)
Bitch (bitch niggas)
niggas (beotch)
Bitch (bitch niggas)
Yeah I'm talkin' you (beotch)
Bitch
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 niggas like to keep up shit
And just like a bitch (beotch) niggas be 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 niggas wanna pop shit
If you ain't ready for the (uh-huh) nigga stop that shit
We rock 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', and shit
If you act like a (nigga) nigga you get smacked like a bitch

Bitch niggas, bitch bitch niggas

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

Straight off the of chaos and no pity
The aggravated, makin' these motherfuckers hate it
Compton is the city I'm
Can't never leave the without a murder wea-pon
Huh, I can't live my on broke no mo'
And most of fools ain't shit but cutthroats
They smile in a face, and for what?
They got the game all fucked up, and want my thing up
I done learned a lot, a whole lot
The top notch nigga, I'm for that spot
Now peep on what Six-Deuce told me

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

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

Bitch nigga, a nigga
nigga, hella bitch nigga
You's a 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 dick be up in yo' windpipe
Hmm, you'd rather blow me 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
Every since you was mad doggin' me 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' bitch's
Mr. Powder Puff yo', ain't loud enough, huh
I know Chihuahuas mo' rah-rah, ha ha
I have to laugh Dre, I bet he take baths
You don't no trouble with the Aftermath staff, trust me
Doggy Dogg, Diggy plus me
No you's a busta slash hussy, soft as a puppy
Must we you down to estrogen most hated specimen
A nigga

{"Stop scheamin', and hard"}