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

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

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

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

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

Uh, C, Sir James
Y'all fade this country thang
Nigga in The Source to hate on me
But bitch, I got the whole South wit' me

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'ma king with a hell of a slang
Pimpin and women with a hell of a game
I'm tellin ya man, I'm some incredible change
So getcha mind right hoe, stay the hell outta my 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 undercover

Now, getcha