Luyện nghe bài hát Gossip

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

1: Big Boi]
No introductions needed boy just call me the (Big)
And underneath this [Georgia I know I can't be seen with (Bigger)
Bifocals because my vocals are
Like Coca Cola when had cocaine in the package
I meant to say blow in the
I went to the mall today and all the niggas had on
Little bitty ass
Dancing with the Stars without the judges or the dance flo'
(Oh) And niggas don't no more, all they do is this
Beef it up, call me venus fly trap, waiting on fly to eat 'em up
I'm fly as I can be, them as fuck
And ain't no keeping up, I'm balls deep and them ain't deep
Fat stacks, Cadillac killer, cataract filler
I got my medicinal card from Los Angeles, the city of lost
A of cannabis and from Atlanta bitch
We shop with strangers, no matter what strain they slanging
Some of the game done changed
Niggas is out here talking a cockatoo to a cop or two
Now they you and yo mama too, bird's eye view, view

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

Uh, I'm getting blowed on the
Riding and talking on my cellular
Playa I got some young girls that'll sell you
And if you my homeboy, she give you some
And all for the paper but she still gon' cum
You in the cookie jar and now you're sprung
I'll have you like you smoking furl
my hoes don't talk, anybody gon' tell yo girl

Okay, now niggas tell it, hoes wanna gossip
Cause they pussy hitting and they lip was super sloppy
Suck a, duck a mothafucka, chop ?
my money corner pocket, plenty game ho
Sop it like a biscuit, King of Diamonds, king of tricking, what's the
Got it popping a skillet with some chicken grease in it
Country boy, I'm country raised, the belly to the grave
? nobody tripping the money already made, Krizzle

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

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

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