Luyện nghe bài hát Contract

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, like I said this is boy Pimpin' 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, it's "stacks, tracks and contracts," you know what I'm taking
Only a bitch 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 it, bitch, you know my choosing fee bitch
It's a lifetime, bitch of ho crime, that ho you know what I'm talking about
Yeah, you know what I'm talking about
Don coochie hole bitch, better known as pimp coochie
Ken the Don in this shit ho
You know what I'm about, yeah
Milwaukee, Wisconsin you ass bitch

As I pull up to the
out of the Jag
24's still spinning with a tag
New
Bright leather and pearl blue
These hoes they like a lucky horseshoe
But that's alright I don't pay these hoes no mind
As I to the front of the VIP line
in I go, headed straight to the bar
I got a status,
so I guess I'm a
Haters me out
Now tell me that about?
chill to the point haters checking me out
Sipping on the
Bitches get wild
X and smoking dro' on the verge of my style
These bitches calling, 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 Magnum rubbers so we can till the end

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

Just pulled up at the
I'm fly than a
Damn, why they ho, shit I'm the muthafucka
Not the front
We better go 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 "I'm 20 East, I'm headed to Decatur"
And muthafuck the
It's this making paper
And she choosing hard, guaranteed I'ma take her
So the saltshaker, the dro' is the vapor
I ain't got love for niggaz if all they try to do is 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 know how to donut, for real

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

Hey, hey
Hey bitch get up it's to go to work
Time to go to work bitch, it's boy Lil Jon
Never will I love a
Why I trust a bitch?
gonna dog a bitch
They good 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 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 school white Lac pimpin Don Juan
When I pull up on the track, I toot-a-loo my
Make these hoes come like mice for traps
Ain't got my ho, you bound to get slap
Cause I don't love a bitch and won't a bitch
If it ain't about money, then it don't sense
I'll mack a bitch and I'll a bitch
As as she making me filthy rich

Took a bunch of pills, drinking on my
Sitting on a mill, but I'm pimpin
Riding round the track, like Goldie in the
Still I'm Don Coreleone pimping from my realm
Mesmerized by the thats coming out my mouth
So I'm flushing money out these bitches' bank accounts
After that I
To another ho, in a different city
for a whole show
say, "why you don't call?" I say, "bitch, where 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 make me break 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 dotted (sign right here)
Cause you to me (you my bitch now)
Hey bitch (hey bitch) sign name on the dotted 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 your eye
Better have my y
ou have my money, bitch)
Cause you signed your name on the dotted
So get off ass and get on the grind
Get up, get out there and my motherfucking money, right now
what I am, bitch? What am I?
I'm a pimp in every of the word
of the verb
Every of the curb
I'm a hit, the lottery baby
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 better get ass out there
And that muthafuckin money
Rain, sleet or
Rob, steal and kill for a muthafuckapimp me, ho