Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch Niggaz

That's some weed

Check it out Dawg, this is a motherfuckin' trip man
Word on the
always tryin' to run up on me
Hollerin' about on the streets is this nigga said this
Man I don't a fuck about what that nigga said man
what's wrong with you niggas, you niggas is just like bitches
Ho-ass niggas, too motherfuckin' much (speak)
Study your own, get own, you know what I'm sayin'?
Be nigga, beotch

Bitch (bitch niggas)
niggas (bitch niggas)
Bitch-ass (beotch)
niggas (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 like to keep up shit
And like a bitch (beotch) niggas be talkin' shit (nigga)
Smilin' in my face and then blast me in the back (ka-ka-ka-ka-ka)
stay strapped from way back, cause payback, will
Make niggas wanna pop that
If you ain't for the game (uh-huh) nigga stop 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 (nigga) nigga you get smacked like a bitch

niggas, bitch niggas bitch niggas

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

Straight off the streets of chaos and no
The aggravated, these punk motherfuckers hate it
Compton is the city I'm
Can't never the crib 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 nigga face, and for
They got the all fucked up, and want my thing fucked up
I done a lot, seen a whole lot
The top notch nigga, I'm 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 for dough
You gotta watch homeboys, cause a nigga never 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, hella bitch
You's a bitch nigga, bitch nigga
A bitch nigga, a bitch

I know yo' type, so much bitch in you, if it was darker
was little dimmer my dick be stuck up in yo' windpipe
Hmm, you'd rather me than fight, I'm from the old school
Like Romey homey yo, you owe me the right
To slap you, like the bitch that you are, wanted to cap you
Every since you was mad doggin' me with that 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' blush
Mr. Powder Puff yo', bark ain't enough, huh
I know that's mo' rah-rah, ha ha
I have to laugh Dre, I bet he take bubble
You want no trouble with the Aftermath staff, trust me
Doggy Dogg, Diggy plus me
No a busta slash hussy, soft as a hush puppy
Must we break you down to estrogen most specimen
A bitch

{"Stop scheamin', and hard"}