Luyện nghe bài hát Gitcha Mind Right

Now, getcha right, baby, you a simp
And I'ma red hot undercover
Now, mind right, baby, you a simp
(Tony Snow, know what Im about? Tony Snow, bitch)
And I'ma red hot undercover
(Young Pimp, Young Pimp, Sweet Jones, yes, it is, it's goin

Now, getcha right, baby, you a simp
And I'ma red hot pimp
Now, getcha right, baby, you a simp
(Dedicated to Fat Pat, Lil' Daddy, know Im talkin about?)
And I'ma red hot undercover
(Big Dog and Biz, Looney)

I'm so throwed in the
Gettin my paper, over they brains
The drank over the ice is so
Pulled up to the light and light my diner, the pose

These in this game they wanna stop the Pimp
Don't wanna see me comin up and flyin like a
I think feel like I'ma threat
But I'ma old school vet

So getcha mind right, baby, you a
And I'ma red hot pimp
Now, mind right, baby, you a simp
And red hot undercover pimp

Now, getcha right, baby, you a simp
And red hot undercover pimp
Now, getcha mind right, baby, you a
And I'ma red hot undercover

Uh, C, Sir James
Y'all can't fade country thang
Nigga in The tried to hate on me
But bitch, I got the whole South wit' me

Ask this nigga Jeezy, bitch, I'm the
Me and Short Dog go and smoke in the
I'm talkin 'bout Too $hort not fake nigga
The rap game, full of all you niggaz

Nigga in ya booty gettin nigga
If you ever take a trip upstate
I don't see them niggaz in the city
His gal head was but her pussy was shitty

That's nigga, I flipped ya bitch
She a freak, every hoe take a dick
Sent her on a mission, go hit lick
Ya is so weak and my game is so slick

Now, getcha mind right, baby, you a
And I'ma red hot pimp
Now, getcha mind right, baby, you a
And I'ma red hot undercover

Now, getcha right, baby, you a simp
And I'ma red hot undercover
Now, getcha right, baby, you a simp
And I'ma red hot undercover

Yeah, uh, getcha right nigga, act like y'know
Cory Mo that pen with Tony Snow
Once in the lab with a pen and a pad
I'm payin my dues since early '94

Me and Moe both got a wall full of plaques
Ten car and it's all full of 'Llacs
Front to the back, Seville to the
Can't miss me bitch, keep a ear to the

Gotta trunk full of beef for you, hoe ass
I'm eleven steps ahead of you, slow ass
Gotcha gal on my team and she kiss my ring
Every time I tell her to, "Nigga, who the is you?"

I'ma underground king a hell of a slang
Pimpin and pampering women a hell of a game
I'm tellin ya man, I'm making some change
So getcha mind hoe, stay the hell outta my lane hoe

Now, mind right, baby, you a simp
And red hot undercover pimp
Now, getcha mind right, baby, you a
And red hot undercover pimp

Now, getcha