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
Hollerin' word on the streets is this nigga said this
Man I don't give a fuck about what nigga said man
That's what's wrong with you niggas, you is just like bitches
Ho-ass niggas, talk too motherfuckin' (speak)
Study your own, get your own, you know what I'm
Be nigga, beotch

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

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

Bitch niggas, bitch niggas bitch

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

off the streets of chaos and no pity
The aggravated, makin' these motherfuckers hate it
Compton is the I'm from
Can't leave the crib without a murder wea-pon
Huh, I live my life on broke no mo'
And of these 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, seen a lot
The top nigga, I'm fiendin' for that spot
Now peep on what Six-Deuce told me

niggas after yo' paper, Dr. D.R.E. (wha?)
And these hoes is lookin' 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, there go"
Bitch uh-huh

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

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

I know yo' type, so much bitch in you, if it was slightly
Lights was little dimmer my be stuck up in yo' windpipe
Hmm, you'd blow me than fight, I'm from the old school
Like Romey homey yo, you owe me the right
To you, like the bitch that you are, that wanted 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 shit on Hitt, get yo' shit bust,
Pistol-whipped, cover it up, use yo' bitch's
Mr. Powder Puff yo', bark ain't 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
we break you down to estrogen most hated specimen
A nigga

{"Stop scheamin', and hard"}