Luyện nghe bài hát Contract

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, like I said is your boy Pimpin' Ken dot net
the bitch pussy till it's drip drop wet
You know I'm saying, the vet, not the pet
Dig this man
Like my nigga Cashball, you what I'm saying, me and DeAnte say
Man, "stacks, tracks and contracts," you know what I'm taking about
Only time a bitch get off is when a bitch run off, you what I'm talking about
Hey man, you me
Master constitution for the
And let be the only solution
Please believe it, you understand it, bitch, you know my fee bitch
It's a lifetime, bitch of ho crime, that ho you know what I'm talking about
Yeah, bitch you know I'm talking about
Don coochie hole bitch, better as pimp coochie hole
Pimpin' Ken the Don in this ho
You know I'm talking about, yeah
Milwaukee, Wisconsin you funky ass

As I pull up to the
out of the Jag
24's still spinning a dealership tag
New
Bright leather guts and pearl
These hoes choosing like a lucky horseshoe
But that's alright cause I don't pay these hoes no
As I stroll to the front of the VIP
in I go, headed straight to the bar
I got a status,
so I I'm a star
checking me out
Now me what's that about?
chill to the point haters checking me out
Sipping on the
wanna get wild
Popping X and smoking dro' on the of my style
These bitches calling, where the after party
The Embassy downtown, room 112, my darlin
Bring your friends so we can let party begin
And bring a box of rubbers so we can fuck till the end

Hey bitch, sign your name on the line
you belong to me
you to me, yeah
Hey bitch sign your on the dotted line
Cause now mine

Just up at the club
I'm fly than a
Damn, why they ho, shit I'm the muthafucka
Not the front
We better go through the
See, that was back then, now where we at
to VIP, my niggaz, man we deep
You go by 2 or 3
you get to me
The bitch, and she a G and "what's up for later?"
I "I'm 20 East, I'm headed to Decatur"
And muthafuck the
It's about making paper
And while she choosing hard, guaranteed I'ma her
So shake the saltshaker, the dro' is the
I ain't got for niggaz if all they try to do is cake her
I ain't sippin on no chaser, what we tell the waiter
You goddamn right, I'm a muthafuckin
So tell me how you it
You Get up on it
I ain't fucking the ho if she don't know how to donut, for real

Hey bitch sign name on the dotted line
you belong to me
Hey bitch sign your on the dotted line
Cause now mine

Hey, hey
Hey bitch get up it's to go to work
Time to go to bitch, it's your boy Lil Jon
Never will I a bitch
Why would I trust a
Always gonna dog a
They only for sucking dick
Or riding on a cock
Trying to get a nigga
I'm never gonna break
Not even for a head
I'm a player, not a
Always gotta break a ho, down to the floor
You step up, let you know
MOB, BME
P to the I to the M P
No, I'm
Sorry, bitch, you pay me

Old white Lac pimpin like Don Juan
When I pull up on the track, I my horn
Make hoes come running like mice for traps
Ain't got my ho, you bound to get slap
Cause I don't love a bitch and won't save a
If it about money, then it don't make sense
mack a bitch and I'll pimp a bitch
As long as she me filthy rich

Took a of pills, drinking on my beers
on a mill, but I'm pimpin still
Riding the track, like Goldie in the Mack
Still I'm Don Coreleone pimping hoes from my
Mesmerized by the words thats coming out my
So I'm flushing quickly out these bitches' bank accounts
After that I
To another ho, in a totally different
for a whole show
They say, "why you don't call?" I say, "bitch, my dividends?"
"You out of town" I say, "bitch, where my dividends?"
"You probably in the club" I say, "bitch, my dividends?"
You bout to me break your neck, I have to ask your ass again
I'm Don a.k.a "stay hard"
That mean hoes gonna winter, summer, spring and fall
I have to ball, there's no other way
Even if the bitch pregnant, there's no Happy Day

Hey sign your name on the dotted line (sign right here)
you belong to me (you my bitch now)
Hey bitch (hey bitch) sign your name on the dotted (right here)
Cause now you're (you mine, ho)

Get ass up

If you get out line, I'm a your eye
I'm a slap eye
I'm a your eye
have my money y
ou have my money, bitch)
Cause you your name on the dotted line
So get off ass and get on the grind
Get up, get out there and my motherfucking money, right now
Forgot what I am, What am I?
I'm a in every inch of the word
of the verb
Every inch of the
I'm a hit, like the lottery
believe it
please it
Hey,
If it's pimping you wanting, pimping you
from me
from a real motherfucking
But bitch all I can see
Any day of the week, when you fucking me

If you fucking with me, you get your ass out there
And that muthafuckin money
Rain, sleet or
Rob, and kill for a muthafuckapimp like me, ho