Luyện nghe bài hát Gitcha Mind Right

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

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

I'm so in the game
Gettin my paper, takin over 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 stop the Pimp
Don't wanna see me comin up and flyin a blimp
I think they feel like I'ma
But old school motherfuckin vet

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

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

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

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

Nigga in ya gettin raped nigga
If you take a trip upstate nigga
I wanna see them niggaz in the city
His gal head was but her pussy was shitty

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

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

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

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

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

Gotta trunk of beef for you, hoe ass niggaz
I'm eleven steps ahead of you, slow ass
Gotcha gal on my team and she my pinky ring
Every time I tell her to, "Nigga, who the 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 incredible
So getcha mind right hoe, stay the outta my lane hoe

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

Now, getcha