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
Like my 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, believe that ho you know what I'm talking
Yeah, bitch you know what I'm talking
Don coochie hole bitch, better known as coochie hole
Pimpin' Ken the Don in shit ho
You know I'm talking about, yeah
Milwaukee, Wisconsin you funky ass

As I pull up to the
out of the Jag
24's still spinning a dealership tag
New
Bright leather and pearl blue
These hoes they choosing a lucky horseshoe
But that's alright cause I don't pay these hoes no
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
checking me out
Now tell me that about?
I'ma chill to the point haters me out
Sipping on the
wanna get wild
Popping X and smoking dro' on the verge of my
These bitches calling, where the after party
The Suites downtown, room 112, my darlin
Bring your friends so we can let this party
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 belong to me,
Hey bitch sign name on the dotted line
Cause now you're

Just pulled up at the
I'm fly a muthafucka
Damn, why they staring ho, I'm the muthafucka
Not the front
We better go the back
See, that was then, now look 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
It's about making paper
And while she choosing hard, guaranteed I'ma her
So shake the saltshaker, the is the vapor
I ain't got for niggaz if all they try to do is cake her
I sippin on no chaser, that's what we tell the waiter
You right, I'm a muthafuckin player
So me how you want it
You Get up on it
I ain't fucking the ho if she don't know how to donut, for real

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

Hey, hey
Hey bitch get up time to go to work
Time to go to work bitch, your boy Lil Jon
Never I love a bitch
Why would I trust a
Always dog a bitch
They only good for sucking
Or riding on a cock
to get a nigga stock
I'm never gonna bread
Not for a little head
I'm a player, not a
Always gotta break a ho, 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 white Lac pimpin like Don
When I pull up on the track, I my horn
Make hoes come running like mice for traps
Ain't got my money ho, you to get slap
I don't love a bitch and won't save a bitch
If it ain't money, then it don't make sense
I'll a bitch and I'll pimp a bitch
As long as she making me rich

Took a bunch of pills, on my beers
on a mill, but I'm pimpin still
Riding round the track, like Goldie in the
Still I'm Don Coreleone pimping from my realm
by the words thats coming out my mouth
So I'm flushing money quickly out bitches' bank accounts
After that I
To ho, in a totally different city
for a whole other
They say, "why you call?" I say, "bitch, where 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 make me break neck, I have to ask your ass again
I'm Don a.k.a "stay hard"
That mean hoes march winter, summer, spring and fall
I have to ball, there's no other way
Even if the pregnant, there's no Happy Mother's Day

Hey bitch sign your 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 your eye
I'm a your eye
Better have my y
ou have my money, bitch)
you signed your name 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 what I am, What am I?
I'm a pimp in every inch of the
inch of the
Every of the curb
I'm a hit, like the baby
Better it
please it
Hey,
If it's pimping you wanting, you needing
from me
from a motherfucking pimp
But that's all I can see
Any day of the week, when you with me

If you fucking with me, you better get your ass out
And make that money
Rain, or snow
Rob, steal and for a muthafuckapimp like me, ho