Luyện nghe bài hát Bring It On

In these of hate an' pain
We need a remedy to help us through the
Can't you see I'm O.G.?
Fuck you niggas, think you can fuck me

Now pimp is gonna jump back
an' fuck that
Shit, I'm to knock a hoe, no matter wherever I go
Excuse me partner, this is pimpin', little pimpin' let you

the bitch, you say, "I will"
Separate the but you sayin', "I will"
Damn, nigga, shit, since you put it that
I'm to lay some right now, nigga
An' take them straight to the

never let a bitch pimp me
Tryin' to me what to do but I'mma stay O.G.
out the pen only 32 days
An' every bitch is pregnant in a ways

Now world, why did the little girl
Walk around with a gold in her pocket?
So she could smell the big girl
An' check the one the fast mouth
Just get your money if you to knock her motherfuckin' ass out

I care whatcha do
Long you fuck with mine
You think you be touched
Niggas all the time

Old Eyes', Dogg Sinatra
Make a nigga disappear like Jimmy
The glock cocker, ho hopper, stopper
Watch your mouth, watch your

I'll put you in a brick in a
An' you from your children
I G'd up
All the Gs from my set never P C'd up

If you hit the line, you gonna get stop
Payin' off 'cause sucka duck
Me an' my go heart an' pain
Puttin' paint it ain't, makin' bitch niggas faint

a clear blue sky there on the Eastside
Throw your set up an' wave it from to C side
I'm talkin' big shit, my dick
Bangin' on you nigga, this Crip

I got so many tricks up my
For you to disbelieve
You wanna bang, let's it on
We's about a thousand niggas

I don't care you do
Long you don't with mines
You think you can't be
Niggas all the time

No, I don't you, bitch, you a hoe, I never will
Can't tell you my feelings 'cause the don't feel
Bitch, matter be gone
Fuck around an' have your sayin', "Baby, he wrong"

Talkin' about, Is he a real
Bitch, is laced with the proper crop of jumbo shrimp?
I'm prepared with my hoe, got it crackin' with my hoe
Steady mackin' with my hoe, now I'm stackin' my hoe

I pop a bottle of Mo', to model a hoe
I'm workin' them, servin' 'em an' breakin'
Did the weed, man, get in, take it too
But he get it, dogg, I'm takin' us off

Niggas, how D O double G does it
Known for makin' that Hop' music
Don't abuse it, ride to the rhythm
Of a ass, upper class, cold motherfucker

I don't whatcha you do
Long you don't fuck mines
You you can't be touched
Niggas disappear all the

I got so many up my sleeve
For you to disbelieve
You wanna bang, let's it on
We's about a thousand niggas

So
So, so
Cold, so