Luyện nghe bài hát Bitches s & Bizness

We gone do it this
the A-T-L
All the way to the 305 MIA
capital, nigga
Yeah, the Boyz N Da

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

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

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

I'm in the thang
Everything is proper
Don't come to
I'm subject to [Incomprehensible] my chopper

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

You don't want to see me pissed off,
Fuck until my dicks off, 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 don't believe me, nigga, come and see I'm from

Keep 2 or 3 heaters dug in my bum
The police tryin' to keep the concrete on my
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 shoes
And I mean 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 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

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

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

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

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

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

You can kill too, a lot of us got them at us
keep a stankin' kitchen
'Cuz in the midst of the
On the way, the crack durin' the intermission

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

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

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

I'm from nigga, I'm the man
Take him out, him down like a lap dance
I ain't playin', I got hella
Call my partnas then got helicopters, that's right
Just like my old job but a different, what

I used to work at chicken
But now I cook my chicken to my own
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 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 our pockets is swollen, swollen