Luyện nghe bài hát Gossip

Niggas wanna tell it, hoes gossip
Niggas wanna tell it, hoes gossip
Niggas wanna tell it, hoes gossip

1: Big Boi]
No introductions needed boy call me the undefeated (Big)
And underneath this dry?] I know I can't be seen with (Bigger)
Bifocals because my vocals are
Like Coca Cola when they had cocaine in the
I meant to say in the ingredients
I to the mall today and all the niggas had on smediums
Little ass clothes
Like Dancing with the Stars without the or the dance flo'
(Oh) And niggas don't dance no more, all they do is
Beef it up, call me venus fly trap, on fly emcees to eat 'em up
I'm fly as I can be, them weak as
And ain't no keeping up, I'm balls deep and them ain't enough
Fat stacks, Cadillac killer, cataract prescription
I got my card from Los Angeles, the city of lost angels
A connoisseur of and from Atlanta bitch
We never shop with strangers, no matter what strain slanging
Some of the game rules changed
is out here talking like a cockatoo to a cop or two
Now they watching you and yo mama too, bird's eye view,

wanna tell it, hoes wanna gossip
Niggas wanna tell it, hoes wanna
wanna tell it, hoes wanna gossip

Uh, I'm getting on the regular
Riding and talking on my cellular
Playa I got some girls that'll sell you some
And if you my homeboy, she give you some
And it's all for the paper but she gon' cum
You dipping in the cookie jar and now you're
I'll have you tripping you smoking furl
Playa my hoes talk, anybody gon' tell yo girl

Okay, now niggas tell it, hoes wanna gossip
Cause they pussy wasn't hitting and they lip was super
Suck a, duck a mothafucka, rims ?
Want my money pocket, plenty game ho
Sop it like a biscuit, King of Diamonds, of tricking, what's the difference
Got it popping like a with some chicken grease in it
boy, I'm country raised, from the belly to the grave
? nobody tripping cause the already made, Krizzle

Niggas wanna tell it, hoes wanna
wanna tell it, hoes wanna gossip
Niggas wanna tell it, hoes gossip

wanna tell it, hoes wanna gossip
Niggas wanna tell it, wanna gossip
Niggas wanna tell it, hoes gossip

? all the time, I got haters in my biz
Talking 'bout the trill but don't know what the it is
nowadays are seriously sorry
Thinking that the key to life is your business on Maury
You say you rocking [Maury?] but that Rockport
Always 'bout you bust it (bust it), but your Glock short
I know the truth so no need in your lying
Bullshit working, ain't no need in your trying
to be the nigga that's spied in the telescope
Crime trilla niggas, put iron to ya belly folks
Telling tall tales, fibs, and humdangers
Save it for Jerry ?, Steve, or Jerry
Buzzing a bee, tryna stick me with your stanger
You can get the middle (What middle?) the
Stick it in your ass and let it
No and hit the high note like and R&B singer on promo