Luyện nghe bài hát Contract

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, I said this is your boy Pimpin' Ken dot net
Sell the bitch pussy till it's 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, it's "stacks, tracks and contracts," you know 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 prostitution be the only
Please it, you understand it, bitch, you know my choosing fee bitch
a lifetime, bitch of ho crime, believe that ho you know what I'm talking about
Yeah, bitch you know what I'm about
Don hole bitch, better known as pimp coochie hole
Pimpin' Ken the Don in shit ho
You know what I'm about, yeah
Milwaukee, Wisconsin you ass bitch

As I up to the club
out of the Jag
24's still with a dealership tag
New
Bright leather guts and pearl
These they choosing like a lucky horseshoe
But that's alright I don't pay these hoes no mind
As I stroll to the of the VIP line
Straight in I go, headed to the bar
I got a status,
so I guess I'm a
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 dro' on the verge of my
These calling, asking where the after party
The Suites downtown, room 112, my darlin
Bring friends so we can let this party begin
And bring a box of rubbers so we can fuck till the end

Hey bitch, sign 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 than a
Damn, why staring ho, shit I'm the muthafucka
Not the door
We go through the back
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 said "I'm 20 East, I'm to Decatur"
And the hater
It's about this making
And while she choosing hard, I'ma take her
So the saltshaker, the dro' is the vapor
I ain't got love for 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 with the ho if she don't know how to donut, for

Hey bitch your name on the dotted line
Cause you to me
Hey bitch sign your name on the line
Cause now you're

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

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

a bunch of pills, drinking on my beers
Sitting on a mill, but I'm pimpin
Riding round the track, Goldie in the Mack
I'm Don Coreleone pimping hoes from my realm
Mesmerized by the thats coming out my mouth
So I'm flushing money quickly out these bitches' accounts
that I bounce
To another ho, in a totally different
for a other show
say, "why you don't call?" I say, "bitch, where my dividends?"
"You out of town" I say, "bitch, where my dividends?"
"You in the club" I say, "bitch, where my dividends?"
You to make 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, there's no way
Even if the bitch pregnant, there's no Mother's Day

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

Get ass up

If you get out line, I'm a slap eye
I'm a slap eye
I'm a your eye
Better have my y
ou better my money, bitch)
you signed your name on the dotted line
So get off ass and get on the grind
Get up, get out and make my motherfucking money, right now
Forgot I am, bitch? 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 baby
believe it
please it
Hey,
If pimping you wanting, pimping you needing
Everyday me
from a real pimp
But bitch all I can see
Any day of the week, when you with me

If you fucking me, you better get your ass out there
And make muthafuckin money
Rain, sleet or
Rob, steal and kill for a like me, ho