Luyện nghe bài hát Break A Bitch Til I Die

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

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

impossible, to stop a ho
So let her go, and get the
Lead the way or aside
a bitch till the day I die

Check me out, no doubt, I the game and re-route
I check her in wit Man Juan, or Pimpin' Ken
I just got back Milwaukee, the All-Star game
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 you got to do what you gotta do

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

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

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

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

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

Kick off my and count my cheese
Snoop ain't the XLF, this the P I M P
Look, she she burned out
Wait I put her on the fast track
And have her out P.I

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

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

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

Ho's come, ho's go, ho's 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 while I'm you

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

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 to get a piece of the pie

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