Luyện nghe bài hát Bitches & Bizness

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

The is bitches
The pussy I in my pocket
The niggas keep
They know I'll be rockin' my

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

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

I'm in the Chevy
runnin' is proper
Don't to close
'Cuz I'm to [Incomprehensible] my chopper

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

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

Now I rock a lot of ice 'cuz I'm keepin' it
Six lugs at the bottom, lockin', keep 'em in
rock cocaine, what we keep where I'm from
You don't believe me, nigga, 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 some baby
And I don't mean the ones that your use

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

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

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

From 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, hangin' by yo bitches
Say you's a gorilla, say what happened to Kong

We play makers 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' to stay awake, makin' sure I never stumble
Granted till my bank look like social security numbers
Call us cookie monsters, makin' cookie crumble
Catch a double digit number if you fumble

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

You can too, a lot of us got them feds at us
Still keep a stankin'
in the midst of the caine
On the way, the smell durin' the intermission

beam hand held hanksty
Got some caine stain on the finger 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
crack, sells sex and blacks that want to stack mils
Smokin' on the purple
Runnin' in yo house ramblin' where the work is at

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

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

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

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

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