Luyện nghe bài hát Bitches & Bizness

We gone do it this
From the
All the way to the 305 MIA
capital, nigga
Yeah, the Boyz N Da

The bizness is
The I keep in my pocket
The keep watchin'
They know I'll be my watches

G's knockin'
They know I'll be shootin' to 'em
The N Da Hood
Strictly distribute the

My niggas get
I'm smokin' and chillin' in
a 9 to 5
We just do what we gotta

I'm in the Chevy
Everything is proper
come to close
'Cuz I'm subject to my chopper

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

You want to see me pissed off, yeah
Fuck until my dicks off, Boyz N Da
Nigga, this is riff

Now I rock a lot of ice 'cuz I'm keepin' it
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

2 or 3 heaters 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 are playin' for 4 mil
You can get for 2 and try to play me dude
And I'm put yo ass in some baby shoes
And I don't mean the ones your babies use

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

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

From dust to dawn, we stay posted up in homes
Keep a plastic tone, y'all want it it on
We'll creep up in yo home, hangin' by yo bitches
Say a gorilla, say what happened to King Kong

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

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

I'm tote the poll lock and load
till you hear that bow
Take my time, my mind like I'm [Incomprehensible]
Got a country slang, baby, you can tell, it

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

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

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

Hoes in the third, hollerin' where the purses at
Phone in Atlanta, ring the where they murked at
6:45 am, life's great, got the bacon
I'm pancakes, that's right

I'm from nigga, I'm the man
Take him out, break him like a lap dance
I ain't playin', I got choppers
Call my then they got helicopters, that's right
Just like my old job but a lil' different,

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

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

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