Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch Niggaz

That's some good-ass

Check it out Dawg, this game is a trip man
on the streets
Everybody tryin' to run up on me
Hollerin' about word on the is this nigga said this
Man I give a fuck 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 your own, get your own, you know I'm sayin'?
Be nigga, beotch

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

Hmm,
I meet mo' bitch niggas than hoes, look
And I really don't know, but that's how it go (damn)
Dogg, so many niggas like to up shit
And just a bitch (beotch) niggas be talkin' shit (nigga)
Smilin' in my and then they blast me in the back (ka-ka-ka-ka-ka)
Niggas stay strapped from way back, payback, will
Make niggas pop that shit
If you ain't ready for the game (uh-huh) stop that shit
We rock that shit, my nigga Dre, drop shit (right)
No mo' talkn', I'm and I'm poppin' the clip
on the hip, set-trippin', drippin' and shit
If you act a bitch (nigga) nigga you get smacked like a bitch

Bitch niggas, bitch bitch niggas

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

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

niggas after yo' paper, Dr. D.R.E. (wha?)
And these punk-ass hoes is lookin' for
You gotta watch your homeboys, cause a never know
Oh, be around, but when yo' paper get low
like Master P said, "There they go, there they go"
Bitch uh-huh

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

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

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 from the old
Like Romey Rome yo, you owe me the right
To slap you, the bitch that you are, that wanted to cap you
since you was mad doggin' me with 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, it up, use yo' bitch's blush
Mr. Puff yo', bark ain't loud 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 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"}