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 constitution for the
And let be the only solution
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 about
Don coochie hole bitch, better as pimp coochie hole
Ken the Don in this shit ho
You what I'm talking about, yeah
Milwaukee, Wisconsin you funky ass

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 a lucky horseshoe
But that's alright cause I don't pay hoes no mind
As I stroll to the of the VIP line
Straight in I go, headed to the bar
I got a status,
so I guess I'm a
Haters me out
Now me what's 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, asking the after party
The Embassy Suites downtown, 112, my darlin
Bring your so we can let this party begin
And a box of Magnum rubbers so we can fuck till the end

Hey bitch, sign your on the dotted line
you belong to me
you belong to me,
Hey bitch sign your on the dotted line
Cause now 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 look 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 while she hard, guaranteed I'ma take her
So shake the saltshaker, the 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 we tell 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 how to donut, for real

Hey bitch sign your name on the dotted
Cause you to me
Hey sign your 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, it's boy Lil Jon
Never I love a bitch
Why would I a bitch?
gonna dog a bitch
They only good for sucking
Or on a nigga cock
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 white Lac pimpin like Don
When I up on the track, I toot-a-loo my horn
Make these hoes come running like mice for
Ain't got my money ho, you bound to get
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 a bitch
As long as she making me filthy

Took a bunch of pills, drinking on my
Sitting on a mill, but I'm still
Riding round the track, like in the Mack
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 totally city
for a other 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 have to ball, there's no way
Even if the pregnant, there's no Happy Mother's Day

Hey bitch sign your name on the dotted (sign right here)
Cause you belong to me (you my now)
Hey bitch (hey bitch) sign your name on the 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 name on the dotted line
So get off ass and get on the grind
Get up, get out there and make my money, right now
what I am, bitch? What am I?
I'm a pimp in every inch of the
inch of the
inch of the curb
I'm a hit, the lottery baby
Better it
please it
Hey,
If it's you wanting, pimping you needing
Everyday 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 better get ass out there
And that muthafuckin money
Rain, or snow
Rob, steal and for a muthafuckapimp like me, ho