Luyện nghe bài hát Break A Bitch Til I Die

Pimp, it's shit, pimp shit
Nigga said, his bitch him to court for child support
It's cheaper to keep her that's real
Cheaper to keep her that's talk, cheaper to keep her

Now if you don't think I know what the I'm talkin' 'bout
Run down to the Dogg House, and see fo' yo own two
Bitches try to pull snake to get a piece of the pie

It's impossible, to a ho
So let her go, and get the
the way or step aside
Break a bitch the day I die

Check me out, no doubt, I the game and re-route
I check her in wit Magic Man Juan, or Ken
I got back from Milwaukee, the All-Star game
Not the NBA nigga, I'm talkin' playa shit mayne

Macks, ballas, hustlas, and
On the my nig, you got to, got to get the loot
And if you got to to get the loot
Then I guess you got to do you gotta do

But know this, fa sho this, it's for realer
From a fifty cent to a thousand dollar nigga
Fuck Bush, the army, and the G.I.
Nigga this P.I., I D.I.

Now if you don't think I know the fuck I'm talkin' 'bout
Run down to the Dogg House, and see fo' yo own two
Bitches try to snake moves to get a piece of the pie

Now don't get mad you see me wit ya girlfriend
She ridin' shot gun, smokin' the thang again
Now say it true
you gank 'em and play 'em it ain't no ring on you

That ain't what I do, just because I time wit you
Don't really I'm lyin' to you
You got to understand what young pimp will say
'Cause right about now, it ain't no time for

Now watch me ya ass wit dicks, bitch
You was strictly, dickly, why you turn
Thats even better, now both of you lick me
Then I sit and watch y'all eat pussy

Kick off my and count my cheese
this ain't the XLF, this the P I M P
Look, she think she out
until I put her on the fast track
And her turned out P.I

Now if you don't think I know what the I'm talkin' 'bout
Run to the Dogg House, and see fo' yo own two eyes
Bitches try to pull snake moves to get a of the pie

'Lil pretty ass bitch, but she gotta monkey
I know she suck 'dicks her lips nice and puffy
But she got the wrong thought, kinda got me off
be why she sweatin' me, the ecstasy she gon off

For realer, ho don't I'm bout that scrilla
I peel her a sun kiss for comin' wit that dumb shit
I keeps the P.I., fa sho
Other suckas tend to 'em, we just cop 'em and blow

come, ho's go, ho's runnin' ya slow
So her foot up in her ass, unless a dick in her throat
grew bitch will go what I make ya do
And keep ya on my Stacy's while I'm lacin' you

Ya like sex and shit, and gettin' quick
Ya lil' wreck less bitch, so gon and check chips
And every penny back home and deck
And pull a couple of mo' hos you know wanna get wrecked

Now if you don't think I what the fuck I'm talkin' 'bout
Run down to the Dogg House, and see fo' yo own two
Bitches try to snake moves to get a piece of the pie

It's impossible, to a ho
So let her go, and get the
the way or step aside
Break a till the day I die