Luyện nghe bài hát Can I Get A Bitch

It's been a long time kickin' it and everybody knows
Oak still in the house, so, I suppose it's
Time for more shit, so, yo, peep the flow, bitch
And I'll be the motherfuckin' host with the dick

So, now you know it ain't a thang changed up
true to the streets since we came up
So, blame us for you the game plus
bass, now the name is just Dangerous

So, here we go, time for some new shit
94 to 95, we can do this
So nigga, just this with no playa hation
'Cause we gets respect all the nation

in this to win this, so you can pretend this
Beat this like my dick in yo' mouth I'm finished
The shit on and on and on
But when you gets no promotion, that ass is

In the studio, all day in work
didn't give a fuck and man, that shit hurts
Used and abused, no no gain
Sure them hoes tried to us but I'm still in the game

Still in the game, after all years
Been so long, I can hardly hear
Still got the same flow I used to have
You can clown if you want but do it too fast

'Cause slow it way down, then shoot your ass
And send you wanna be pimps, to class
'Cause Ant Banks been making beats too long
You trying to get with these funky

But the formulas patented, we havin' it
Game is all we spit, keep on mackin',
You make it hard
Can't tell a motherfucker how to play part

Call me, Short Dawg, baby, from the Dangerous
Talkin' on the Mobil Ant Banks came
in a brand new Benz
A nigga like might have a few ends

No shit, bitch, hoe
You spent your last 10 years in the
We ain't no punks, we can't be
Still in the game, still paid

You know, we got all the
More hoes Swiss cheese, nigga
Ant Banks you wanna hoe? You bitch?

Well, can I get a
(Bitch)
Nigga, can I get a
(Bitch)
Short, give me a
(Bitch)
Banks yo' fat ass in the mix

Yeah, the shit gets hectic but you gots to it
10 years chillin' in the game, respected
But this, some niggaz don't give it up
be givin' us props, see we don't stop 'cause we don't give a fuck

We gets paid, so tell me what a know
We hit him low with the bass, than we get
Number one album, so, where the you at?
Doing sit-ups, stay off my dick, still to rap '

Damn, we never out of control
We doors for the motherfuckin' O, now, let's roll
Everybody up we all got to get it
And when you get your chance, nigga, spit it

So, listen to what I'm tellin' G, come the melody
Or keep yo' tight, so you can have longetivity
Like the Bad Ass, shit, I had to earn name
Some love it some hate it but I'm in the game

Say,
(Bitch)
Nigga, can I get a
(Bitch)
Short, give me a
(Bitch)

Young nigga in the fifth grade, stealin'
At ten old, he was a real vet
Sellin' gold weed, money like a star
old enough to drive but he still bought a car

Ten years later, he was coke
Fuck with the nigga, he was killin'
Had to do a of niggas or he would've caught the chrome
Hopped on the plane, got gone

3 on the run, still in the game
Bounce back through the town, nothin' change
Caught a murder beef but the was weak
Charges got in less than two weeks

Nigga went alot but his bank is fat
They tried to catch him up with wiretaps

You can clown all you want but we still in the

say, bitch
(Bitch)
Say,
(Bitch)

Say, bitch,
(Bitch, bitch)
Say bitch, bitch,
(Bitch, bitch, )

Let me hear y'all
(Hoo)

(Hoo)
Short Dawg and Ant Bank's in the house,
And we