Luyện nghe bài hát Can I Get A Bitch

It's been a long time kickin' it and knows this
Oak town 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 the most dick

So, now you know it a damn thang changed up
Stayin' true to the streets 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 new shit
94 to 95, we can do this
So nigga, love this with no playa hation
'Cause we gets respect all over the

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

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

in the game, after all these years
Been bumpin' so long, I can hear
Still got the same that I used to have
You can clown if you want but don't do it too

'Cause I'ma slow it way down, 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 ain't it
Game is all we spit, keep on mackin',
You can't make it
Can't tell a motherfucker how to play part

Call me, Dawg, baby, from the Dangerous Crew
Talkin' on the Ant Banks came through
Ridin' in a new Benz
A nigga like that might have a few

No shit, bitch, hoe
You spent last 10 years in the studio
We ain't no punks, we be played
Still in the game, still gettin'

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

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 but you gots to expect it
10 years chillin' in the game, respected
But check this, niggaz don't give it up
Never be givin' us props, see we don't 'cause we don't give a fuck

We paid, so tell me what a nigga 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, tryin' to rap '

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

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

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

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

Ten later, he was sellin' coke
Fuck the nigga, he was killin' folks
Had to do a couple of niggas or he caught the chrome
Hopped on the plane, got gone

3 years on the run, still in the
Bounce back through the town, ain't nothin'
Caught a murder beef but the shit was
Charges got dropped in 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 in the game

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 in the house, bitch
And we