Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch Niggaz

That's good-ass weed

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 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
Ho-ass niggas, too motherfuckin' much (speak)
Study own, get your own, you know what I'm sayin'?
Be nigga, beotch

Bitch (bitch niggas)
Bitch (bitch niggas)
niggas (beotch)
Bitch (bitch niggas)
I'm talkin' about you (beotch)
Bitch
And you too (beotch)

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

niggas, bitch niggas bitch niggas

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

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

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

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

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

I yo' type, so much bitch in you, if it was slightly darker
Lights was little my dick be stuck up in yo' windpipe
Hmm, you'd rather blow me than fight, I'm from the old
Like Romey Rome homey yo, you owe me the
To slap you, like the bitch that you are, that 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 ain't enough, huh
I know Chihuahuas mo' rah-rah, ha ha
I have to laugh Dre, I bet he take bubble
You don't no trouble with the Aftermath staff, trust me
Dogg, Diggy Doctor plus me
No you's a busta slash hussy, soft as a hush
we break you down to estrogen most hated specimen
A nigga

{"Stop scheamin', and hard"}