Luyện nghe bài hát Bitches s & Bizness

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

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

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

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

I'm in the thang
runnin' is proper
Don't come to
'Cuz I'm subject to my chopper

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

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

Now I rock a lot of ice 'cuz I'm it slum
Six at the bottom, lockin', keep 'em in tone
Crack rock cocaine, what we keep where I'm
You don't believe me, nigga, and see where I'm from

Keep 2 or 3 heaters dug 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 gone put yo ass in baby shoes
And I don't mean the ones that babies use

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm gone tote the poll 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 too, a lot of us got them feds at us
Still keep a kitchen
'Cuz in the of the caine
On the way, the crack 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 line but it's not a fat red

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

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

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

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

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