Luyện nghe bài hát Break A Bitch Til I Die

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

Now if you think I know what the fuck I'm talkin' 'bout
Run down to the House, and see fo' yo own two eyes
Bitches try to pull snake moves to get a 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

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

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

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

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 pull moves to get a piece of the pie

Now don't get mad you see me wit ya girlfriend
She ridin' gun, smokin' the damn thang again
Now say it ain't
Baby you gank 'em and play 'em it ain't no 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 this young will say
'Cause right now, it ain't no time for play

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

off my feet and count my cheese
Snoop 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 fuck I'm 'bout
Run down to the Dogg House, and see fo' yo own two
try to pull snake moves to get a piece of the pie

'Lil pretty skinny ass bitch, but she monkey
I know she suck 'cause her lips nice and puffy
But she got the wrong thought, got me turned off
Must be why she sweatin' me, the she gon off

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

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

Ya sex and shit, and gettin' naked quick
Ya wreck less bitch, so gon and check them chips
And bring penny back home and deck
And pull a couple of mo' hos you know that wanna get

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

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