Luyện nghe bài hát Contract

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, like I said this is 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 Cashball, you know what I'm saying, me and DeAnte say
Man, it's "stacks, tracks and contracts," you know what I'm taking
Only time a bitch get off is when a run off, you know what I'm talking about
Hey man, you me
Master for the prostitution
And let prostitution be the only
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 I'm talking about
Yeah, bitch you know what I'm talking
Don coochie hole bitch, better as pimp coochie hole
Pimpin' Ken the Don in this ho
You know what I'm about, yeah
Milwaukee, Wisconsin you funky ass

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

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

Just up at the club
I'm fly than a
Damn, why they staring ho, shit I'm the
Not the front
We go through 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
about this making paper
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 the waiter
You goddamn right, I'm a muthafuckin
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
you belong to me
Hey bitch sign your name on the line
Cause now you're

Hey, hey
Hey get up it's time to go to work
Time to go to work bitch, your boy Lil Jon
Never will I a bitch
Why I trust a bitch?
gonna dog a bitch
They only good for sucking
Or on a nigga cock
Trying to get a nigga
I'm gonna break bread
Not even for a little
I'm a player, not a
Always gotta break a ho, to the fucking 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
When I pull up on the track, I toot-a-loo my
Make these hoes come running like mice for
Ain't got my money ho, you to get slap
Cause I love a bitch and won't save a bitch
If it ain't about money, then it make sense
I'll mack a bitch and pimp a bitch
As long as she me filthy rich

a bunch of pills, drinking on my beers
Sitting on a mill, but I'm pimpin
Riding round the track, like in the Mack
Still I'm Don Coreleone hoes from my realm
Mesmerized by the thats coming out my mouth
So I'm flushing quickly out these bitches' bank accounts
that I bounce
To another ho, in a different city
for a whole show
They say, "why you don't call?" I say, "bitch, 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 mean hoes gonna march winter, summer, spring and
Cause I to ball, there's no other way
Even if the bitch pregnant, no Happy Mother's Day

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

Get ass up

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

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