Luyện nghe bài hát Contract

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

As I pull up to the
out of the Jag
24's still spinning a dealership tag
New
Bright leather and pearl blue
These hoes they choosing a lucky horseshoe
But that's alright cause I don't pay these hoes no
As I stroll to the of the VIP line
Straight in I go, headed to the bar
I got a status,
so I I'm a star
Haters me out
Now tell me that about?
I'ma chill to the point checking me out
on the Crystal
Bitches wanna get
Popping X and smoking on the verge of my style
These bitches calling, where the after party
The Embassy downtown, room 112, my darlin
Bring your friends so we can let this begin
And bring a box of Magnum rubbers so we can till the end

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

pulled up at the club
I'm fly a muthafucka
Damn, why they staring ho, shit I'm the
Not the front
We better go the back
See, that was back then, now look we at
Straight to VIP, my niggaz, man we
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 the hater
It's this making paper
And she choosing hard, guaranteed I'ma take her
So shake the saltshaker, the dro' is the
I got love for niggaz if all they try to do is cake her
I ain't sippin on no chaser, that's what we tell the
You right, I'm a muthafuckin player
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 get up it's time to go to work
to go to work bitch, it's your boy Lil Jon
Never will I love a
Why would I trust a
Always dog a bitch
They good for sucking dick
Or riding on a nigga
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 up, I'll 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
I pull up on the track, I toot-a-loo my horn
Make these come running like mice for traps
got my money ho, you bound to get slap
Cause I don't love a bitch and won't save a
If it ain't money, then it don't make sense
I'll mack a bitch and I'll a bitch
As as she making me filthy rich

a bunch of pills, drinking on my beers
Sitting on a mill, but I'm still
round the track, like Goldie in the Mack
Still I'm Don Coreleone pimping from my realm
Mesmerized by the words thats out my mouth
So I'm flushing money out these bitches' bank accounts
After that I
To another ho, in a totally different
for a other show
say, "why you don't call?" I say, "bitch, where my dividends?"
"You always out of town" I say, "bitch, my dividends?"
"You in the club" I say, "bitch, where 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 hoes gonna march winter, summer, spring and fall
Cause I have to ball, no other way
Even if the pregnant, there's no Happy Mother's Day

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

Get ass up

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

If you with me, you better get your ass out there
And make that money
Rain, or snow
Rob, steal and for a muthafuckapimp like me, ho