Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch Niggaz

That's some good-ass

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

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

Hmm,
I mo' bitch niggas than hoes, look here
And I really 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 blast me in the back (ka-ka-ka-ka-ka)
Niggas strapped from way back, cause payback, will
Make niggas pop that shit
If you ain't ready for the game (uh-huh) nigga stop that
We rock that shit, my nigga Dre, drop shit (right)
No mo' talkn', I'm and I'm poppin' the clip
Glock on the hip, set-trippin', and shit
If you act like a bitch (nigga) you get smacked like a bitch

Bitch niggas, bitch niggas niggas

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

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

These after yo' paper, Dr. D.R.E. (wha?)
And these punk-ass is lookin' for dough
You watch your homeboys, cause a nigga never know
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"}
{Stop scheamin', and hard"}

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

I know yo' type, so bitch in you, if it was slightly darker
Lights was dimmer my dick be stuck up in yo' windpipe
Hmm, you'd rather blow me than fight, I'm the old school
Like Romey Rome 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 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' blush
Mr. Powder Puff yo', bark ain't 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 the Aftermath staff, trust me
Dogg, Diggy Doctor plus me
No a busta slash hussy, soft as a hush puppy
Must we break you down to estrogen hated specimen
A nigga

{"Stop scheamin', and hard"}