Luyện nghe bài hát Bring It On

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

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

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

I've never let a bitch me
to tell me what to do but I'mma stay O.G.
Fresh out the pen 32 days
An' every bitch is in a multiply ways

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

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

Old 'Blue Eyes', Sinatra
Make a nigga disappear Jimmy Hoffa
The glock cocker, ho hopper, show
Watch your mouth, your mouth

I'll put you in a brick in a
An' separate you your children
I G'd up
All the Gs from my set ain't P C'd up

If you hit the main line, you get stop
Payin' motherfuckers off 'cause duck
Me an' my niggas go an' pain
Puttin' paint where it ain't, bitch niggas faint

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

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

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

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

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

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

Niggas, know how D O double G it
Known for makin' 'Crip Hop' music
Don't it, just ride to the rhythm
Of a pimp ass, class, cold motherfucker

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

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

So
So, so
Cold, so