Luyện nghe bài hát Bitches s & Bizness

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

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

G's knockin'
They know be shootin' to spot 'em
The N Da Hood
distribute the product

My niggas get
I'm smokin' and in Pradas
a 9 to 5
We gone 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 couple
Wanna eat, wit me

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

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

Keep 2 or 3 heaters dug in my bum
The police tryin' to the concrete on my palm
But I got to do
And I got to move, okay

But are playin' 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 don't mean the that your babies use

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

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

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

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

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

Fuckin' just to stay awake, sure I never stumble
Granted till my bank statement like social security numbers
Call us monsters, makin' cookie niggas crumble
a double 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 a stankin' kitchen
'Cuz in the midst of the
On the way, the smell durin' the intermission

Triple hand held hanksty
Got some caine stain on the finger nail
Chrome dished back up til I [Incomprehensible]
Saw him walk a line but it's not a fat red

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

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

I used to work at chicken
But now I cook my to my own kitchen
A fork and a glass pocket
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 rollin', rollin'
By the night time our pockets is 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 pockets is swollen,