Luyện nghe bài hát Can I Get A Bitch

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

So, now you know it a damn thang changed up
Stayin' to the streets since we came up
So, blame us for bringin' you the plus
Much bass, now the name is just

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

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

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

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

'Cause I'ma slow it way down, then shoot ass
And send you wanna be pimps, back to
'Cause Ant Banks been making these beats too
You trying to get with these songs

But the patented, we ain't havin' it
Game is all we spit, on mackin', bitch
You can't make it
tell a motherfucker how to play this part

Call me, Short Dawg, baby, from the Crew
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 10 years in the studio
We ain't no punks, we be played
Still in the game, still paid

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

Well, can I get a
(Bitch)
Nigga, can I get a
(Bitch)
Short, me a bitch?
(Bitch)
jump yo' fat ass in the mix

Yeah, the gets hectic but you gots to expect it
10 years chillin' in the game, well
But check this, some don't give it up
Never be givin' us props, see we don't stop 'cause we don't give a

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

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

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

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

Young in the fifth grade, stealin' cigarettes
At ten years old, he was a vet
Sellin' gold weed, makin' money like a
Wasn't old enough to but he still bought a car

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

3 years on the run, in the game
back through the town, ain't nothin' change
Caught a beef but the shit was weak
Charges got dropped in less two weeks

Nigga through alot but his bank is fat
They to catch him up with them wiretaps

You can clown all you want but we in the game

say, bitch
(Bitch)
Say,
(Bitch)

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

Let me hear scream
(Hoo)

(Hoo)
Short Dawg and Ant in the house, bitch
And we