Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch Niggaz

That's some weed

Check it out Dawg, this is a motherfuckin' trip man
on the streets
Everybody always to run up on me
Hollerin' about word on the streets is nigga said this
Man I don't give a fuck about what that said man
That's wrong with you niggas, you niggas is just like bitches
Ho-ass niggas, talk too much (speak)
your own, get your own, you know what I'm sayin'?
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 mo' bitch niggas than 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 they 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 stop shit
We rock that shit, my nigga Dre, drop shit (right)
No mo' talkn', I'm walkin' and I'm the clip
Glock on the hip, set-trippin', and shit
If you act like a bitch (nigga) nigga you get smacked a bitch

Bitch niggas, bitch niggas bitch

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

off the streets of chaos and no pity
The aggravated, these punk 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 nigga face, and for
They got the game all fucked up, and want my thing up
I learned a lot, seen a whole lot
The top notch nigga, I'm fiendin' for that
Now peep game on what Six-Deuce me

These niggas yo' paper, Dr. D.R.E. (wha?)
And these punk-ass hoes is for dough
You watch your 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"
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 nigga
A bitch nigga, a nigga

I yo' type, so much bitch in you, if it was slightly darker
Lights was little dimmer my be stuck up in yo' windpipe
Hmm, you'd rather me than fight, I'm from the old school
Like Rome homey yo, you owe me the right
To slap you, like the that you are, that wanted to cap you
since you was mad doggin' me with that bitch in yo' car
Fool, "Who do you think you Mr. Big Stuff"
Man, you shit on Hitt, get yo' bust, plus
Pistol-whipped, it up, use yo' bitch's blush
Mr. Powder Puff yo', ain't loud enough, huh
I know that's mo' rah-rah, ha ha
I have to laugh Dre, I bet he bubble baths
You don't no trouble with the Aftermath staff, trust me
Doggy Dogg, Diggy plus me
No you's a busta slash hussy, as a hush puppy
Must we break you down to estrogen hated specimen
A nigga

{"Stop scheamin', and hard"}