Luyện nghe bài hát Gossip

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

[Verse 1: Big
No introductions needed boy just me the undefeated (Big)
And underneath this [Georgia dry?] I I can't be seen with (Bigger)
Bifocals because my vocals are
Like Coca when they had cocaine in the package
I to say blow in the ingredients
I went to the mall today and all the had on smediums
bitty ass clothes
Like Dancing with the Stars without the judges or the dance
(Oh) And don't dance no more, all they do is this
Beef it up, call me fly trap, waiting on fly emcees to eat 'em up
I'm fly as I can be, them weak as
And no keeping up, I'm balls deep and them ain't deep enough
Fat stacks, Cadillac killer, cataract prescription
I got my medicinal from Los Angeles, the city of lost angels
A connoisseur of and from Atlanta bitch
We shop with strangers, no matter what strain they slanging
Some of the game rules changed
Niggas is out here talking like a to a cop or two
Now they watching you and yo mama too, eye view, view

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

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

Okay, now niggas tell it, hoes wanna gossip
Cause they pussy wasn't hitting and lip was super sloppy
Suck a, a mothafucka, rims chop ?
my money corner pocket, plenty game ho
Sop it a biscuit, King of Diamonds, king of tricking, what's the difference
Got it popping like a skillet with some chicken in it
Country boy, I'm raised, from the belly to the grave
? tripping cause the money already made, Krizzle

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

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

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