Luyện nghe bài hát Gitcha Mind Right

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

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

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

These niggaz in this game wanna stop the Pimp
wanna see me comin up and flyin like a blimp
I think they feel like threat
But old school motherfuckin vet

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

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

Uh, Pimp C, Sir
Y'all can't fade country thang
Nigga in The Source tried to 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 in the coupe
I'm talkin 'bout Too $hort not fake nigga
The rap game, full of all you fake

Nigga in ya booty raped nigga
If you ever take a upstate nigga
I don't wanna see niggaz in the city
His gal head was good but her was shitty

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

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

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

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

Me and Mike Moe both got a wall full of
Ten car garage and all full of 'Llacs
to the back, Seville to the fleet
Can't miss me bitch, a ear to the street

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

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

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

Now, getcha