Luyện nghe bài hát Contract

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, like I said this is boy Pimpin' Ken dot net
Sell the bitch pussy it's drip drop wet
You what I'm saying, the vet, not the pet
Dig this man
Like my nigga Cashball, you know what I'm saying, me and say
Man, it's "stacks, tracks and contracts," you know I'm taking about
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 solution
Please believe it, you it, bitch, you know my choosing fee bitch
It's a lifetime, bitch of ho crime, believe ho you know what I'm talking about
Yeah, bitch you know I'm talking about
Don hole bitch, better known as pimp coochie hole
Pimpin' Ken the Don in this ho
You what I'm talking about, yeah
Milwaukee, Wisconsin you ass bitch

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

Hey bitch, sign your on the dotted line
Cause you to me
you to me, yeah
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, I'm the muthafucka
Not the door
We go through the back
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 said "I'm 20 East, I'm to Decatur"
And the hater
about this making paper
And while she hard, guaranteed 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 on no chaser, that's what we tell the waiter
You goddamn right, I'm a player
So me how you want it
You Get up on it
I ain't fucking with the ho if she know how to donut, for real

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

Hey, hey
Hey get up it's time to go to work
Time to go to work bitch, your boy Lil Jon
Never I love a bitch
Why would I a bitch?
Always dog a bitch
They good for sucking dick
Or on a nigga cock
to get a nigga stock
I'm never gonna bread
Not for a little head
I'm a player, not a
Always break a ho, down to the fucking floor
You step up, let you know
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
When I pull up on the track, I my horn
Make these hoes come running like for traps
Ain't got my money ho, you 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 a bitch and I'll pimp a bitch
As long as she me filthy rich

Took a bunch of pills, drinking on my
on a mill, but I'm pimpin still
Riding the track, like Goldie in the Mack
Still I'm Don Coreleone pimping hoes from my
Mesmerized by the words thats coming out my
So I'm flushing money quickly out these bank accounts
that I bounce
To another ho, in a totally different
for a other 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 to ask your ass again
I'm Don a.k.a "stay hard"
That mean hoes march winter, summer, spring and fall
Cause I to ball, there's no other way
if the bitch pregnant, there's no Happy Mother's Day

Hey bitch sign name on the dotted line (sign right here)
you belong to me (you my bitch now)
Hey bitch (hey bitch) sign your on the dotted 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 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 your ass and get on the
Get up, get out there and my motherfucking money, right now
Forgot what I am, What am I?
I'm a in every inch of the word
of the verb
Every of the curb
I'm a hit, like the lottery
Better it
please it
Hey,
If it's pimping you wanting, you needing
from me
from a real motherfucking
But that's 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, or snow
Rob, steal and kill for a muthafuckapimp me, ho