Luyện nghe bài hát Can I Get A Bitch

It's a long time kickin' it and everybody knows this
Oak still 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 with the most

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

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

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 you gets no promotion, that ass is gone

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

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

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

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

Call me, Short Dawg, baby, the Dangerous 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 no punks, we can't be played
Still in the game, still paid

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

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

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

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

Damn, we ballin' out of control
We open doors for the O, now, let's roll
up 'cause we all got to get it
And when you get your chance, nigga, spit it

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

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

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

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

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

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

You can clown all you but we still in the game

Somebody say,
(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