Luyện nghe bài hát Gitcha Mind Right

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

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

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

These niggaz in this game they wanna stop the
Don't wanna see me comin up and like a blimp
I they feel like I'ma threat
But I'ma old motherfuckin 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, mind right, baby, you a simp
And red hot undercover pimp
Now, getcha right, baby, you a simp
And I'ma red hot undercover

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

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

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

right nigga, I flipped ya bitch
She a three-way freak, every hoe a dick
Sent her on a mission, go hit lick
Ya dick is so weak and my is so slick

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 undercover

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

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

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

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

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

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

Now, mind