Luyện nghe bài hát Contract

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, like I this is your boy Pimpin' Ken dot net
Sell the pussy till it's drip drop wet
You what 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 bitch get off is when a bitch run off, you what I'm talking about
Hey man, you me
constitution for the prostitution
And let prostitution be the only
believe it, you understand 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 hole
Pimpin' Ken the Don in shit ho
You what I'm talking about, yeah
Milwaukee, Wisconsin you ass bitch

As I pull up to the
out of the Jag
24's still spinning a dealership tag
New
Bright leather guts and blue
These they choosing like a lucky horseshoe
But alright cause I don't pay these hoes no mind
As I stroll to the front of the VIP
Straight in I go, headed to the bar
I got a status,
so I I'm a star
Haters me out
Now tell me what's that
I'ma chill to the point haters me out
Sipping on the
Bitches get wild
X and smoking dro' on the verge of my style
These bitches calling, asking where the party
The Embassy Suites downtown, 112, my darlin
Bring your so we can let this party begin
And bring a box of Magnum so we can fuck till the end

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

Just pulled up at the
I'm fly than a
Damn, why they staring ho, shit I'm the
Not the door
We better go through the
See, that was back then, now where 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 about this 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, that's we tell the waiter
You right, I'm a muthafuckin player
So me how you want it
You Get up on it
I fucking with the ho if she don't know how to donut, for real

Hey sign your name on the dotted line
Cause you to me
Hey bitch sign your on the dotted 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 love a
Why I trust a bitch?
gonna dog a bitch
They only good for dick
Or riding on a nigga
Trying to get a stock
I'm never break bread
Not even for a little
I'm a player, not a
Always gotta 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 Lac pimpin like Don Juan
I pull up on the track, I toot-a-loo my horn
Make these hoes come running like mice for
got my money ho, you bound 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 I'll pimp a
As long as she making me filthy

Took a 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 words coming out my mouth
So I'm flushing money quickly out these bitches' bank
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 probably in the club" I say, "bitch, my dividends?"
You bout to make me break your neck, I have to ask ass again
I'm Don a.k.a "stay hard"
That mean hoes gonna march winter, summer, spring and
I have to ball, there's no other way
Even if the bitch pregnant, there's no Happy Day

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

Get ass up

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

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