Luyện nghe bài hát Game

B
Wuz up
Ai, they been waitin' on this ol' school game
bring that game back
Like one thru five?
Yeah nigga, like we use to do it
Well, check out

Is the
what?
A bitch

I was sittin' at my home, all
'bout bitches I use to bone
Tight young bitches, I can't
bitches, I can't lie
The had body is all I know
18 but looked twenty-fo'
Her was Bitch, class of '92
Skyline High and the shit was
her to my house, Moms was gone
Turned off the light, unplugged the
The said, "Fred, I hearda you
Anything you want, I do"

I my drawers, dick all swoll
She couldn't believe the was pole
In and out, out and in
I used the like a ATM
G'd the bitch the one and only
Bust two and called her phony
She believe what I said
The next thing you she was on my head
the dick like it's suppose to be done
Rat-haired make me cum
B that's the name
Rat-haired bitches, I got

'Cos
That's the
what?
A bitch

I like to fuck a bitch
Witta big fat ass and
First lay, dick gettin'
Bitch give a fuck
real players run that game
When I fuck bitch she won't be the same
when Short Dawg run up in it
Fuck a for about 30 minutes
Real player-like, to the point
Bust a nut while I'm a joint
Stop fuckin', still
Lay my on her lips, say, "Open"

Ain't nuttin' a nasty bitch
Acting all and shit
just love to flirt
When I see her at the club, I'll be puttin' in
on her ass at the bar
Let's get a room, girl, it too far
On the way, what happened?
She my dick while I was rappin'
I couldn't resist
I hold back, I said, "Beeyatch"

All I do is
what?
A motherfuckin'

My DeVille is all white
Yes, bitch, it's hella
Crush blue velvet, gameless
on white wit tha gold thangs
Bounce to the spot, my crap
Wash, wax, on fat
The bass on heat every time I
A haired bitch on the passenger side
on the cellular phone
I be stopped, 50 G's strong
Benz, Freddy B
Oaktown, a bitch sleep

A motherfuckin' mack, what I am
Taxin' a bitch Uncle Sam
She the tax, Fred Benz' the pimp
16 G's put the in
No game, just give it and take
Oakland can't be fake
I slapped the bitch, the was short
Macked on the and now she knows
Fred baby, the game is fat
Ask these bitches, I'm a

Is like ridin'
what?
hos

Breakin hos day and
They call me, '$horty the Pimp', my game is
I do give hos slack
I'm like Fred Benz, mack
So break yourself
I'm an Oaktown nigga, I'll your wealth
'Cos that's what I was to do
Break these bitches, get fool
Y'know Short ain't afraid and hurt
Any bitch I get, you can't her
'Cos the is fool-proof
momma say I'm tellin' ya true

So you pay the man
Hundred dollar bills all in my
I break you bitches
Tell a 'bout ridin' with bitches
'Bout these pimp ass niggas the O
We just what to do with a ho
Take her where the get laid
Where the hos get
You a pimp, bitch give me a call
I the top in my El Dawg

'Cos
the shit
Like
Like a

Ai, Dawg?
Wuz up
I ain't smokin' no more dank wit no more
Hell naw
Bitch wanna smoke a 20 sack, so got to 20

If the wanna 50, what she gotta do $hort?
She do me, you and the whole crew
And my PO too
Hey, y'know what? B
What's baby?
And Too $hort, we go way man
1981, High School
We the two niggas who the word, Beeyatch, beeyatch