Luyện nghe bài hát Bitches & Bizness

We do it like this
the A-T-L
All the way to the 305 MIA
Cocaine capital,
Yeah, the N Da Hood

The bizness is
The pussy I keep in my
The niggas watchin'
They I'll be rockin' my watches

G's knockin'
know I'll be shootin' to spot 'em
The Boyz N Da
distribute the product

My get slizzard
I'm smokin' and in Pradas
a 9 to 5
We gone just do we gotta

I'm in the thang
Everything is proper
come to close
'Cuz I'm subject to [Incomprehensible] my

We in the streets, in the
Who got the weed, got the
I got a keys
eat, fuck wit me

You don't want to see me pissed off,
until my dicks off, Boyz N Da Hood
Nigga, this is ruff

Now I a lot of ice 'cuz I'm keepin' it slum
Six at the bottom, lockin', keep 'em in tone
Crack rock cocaine, we keep where I'm from
You believe me, nigga, come and see where I'm from

Keep 2 or 3 dug deep in my bum
The police to keep the concrete on my palm
But I got to do
And I got bricks to move,

But y'all are for 4 mil
You can get for 2 nigga and try to play me
And I'm gone put yo ass in baby shoes
And I don't the ones that your babies use

I know I talk my niggas a lot
But I too
Give me to nut up about
And me shoot you

I woke 6 in the mornin'
get paid, fuck moanin' and groanin'
Hit the block, get the rollin', rollin'
By the time our pockets is swollen, swollen

I about 6 in the mornin'
Gotta get paid, fuck moanin' and
Hit the block, get the truck rollin',
By the night time our pockets is swollen,

dust to dawn, we stay posted up in project homes
Keep a plastic tone, want it bring it on
We'll creep up in yo home, by yo bitches thongs
Say you's a gorilla, say what happened to Kong

We real play makers and is not ESPN
Welcome to the gutter, now watch the shit begin
Ain't no fuckin' Jack but I'm bakin' cakes
Plus my triple, what that fag makes

Fuckin' just to awake, makin' sure I never stumble
Granted till my bank statement look social security numbers
Call us cookie monsters, makin' niggas crumble
Catch a digit jersey number if you fumble

I'm gone tote the lock and load
till you hear that bow
Take my time, my mind like I'm [Incomprehensible]
Got a slang, baby, you can tell, ain't it

You can kill too, a lot of us got feds at us
Still keep a kitchen
in the midst of the caine
On the way, the crack smell the intermission

Triple hand held hanksty
Got some caine stain colored on the nail
Chrome black dished up til I [Incomprehensible]
Saw him walk a thin line but not a fat red

I'm gone rap for these packed
Gats crack, sex and blacks that want to stack mils
Smokin' on the purple
Runnin' in yo house ramblin' wondering where the is at

Hoes in the third, still where the purses at
Phone in Atlanta, ring the family where they at
6:45 am, great, got the bacon soda
I'm cookin' pancakes, that's

I'm from nigga, I'm the man
Take him out, break him down like a lap
I playin', I got hella choppers
Call my then they got helicopters, that's right
like my old job but a lil' different, what

I used to work at churches
But now I my chicken to my own kitchen
A fork and a glass pocket
Try to rob if you want get ya ass

I woke 6 in the mornin'
get paid, fuck moanin' and groanin'
Hit the block, get the truck rollin',
By the time our pockets is swollen, swollen

I woke 6 in the mornin'
Gotta get paid, fuck moanin' and
Hit the block, get the rollin', rollin'
By the night our pockets is swollen, swollen