Luyện nghe bài hát Gossip

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

[Verse 1: Big
No introductions needed boy just call me the (Big)
And underneath [Georgia dry?] I know I can't be seen with (Bigger)
because my vocals are classic
Like Cola when they had cocaine in the package
I meant to say in the ingredients
I went to the today and all the niggas had on smediums
Little ass clothes
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, on fly emcees to eat 'em up
I'm fly as I can be, them as fuck
And no keeping up, I'm balls deep and them ain't deep enough
Fat stacks, killer, cataract prescription filler
I got my medicinal card from Los Angeles, the city of angels
A connoisseur of cannabis and from Atlanta
We never shop with strangers, no matter what strain they
Some of the game rules done
Niggas is out here like a cockatoo to a cop or two
Now watching you and yo mama too, bird's eye view, view

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

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

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

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

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

? hater all the time, I got in my biz
Talking 'bout the trill but know what the fuck it is
Mothafuckas are seriously sorry
Thinking that the key to life is your business on Maury
You say you rocking [Maury?] but that motherfucker
Always talking 'bout you bust it (bust it), but your Glock
I know the truth so no need in your lying
Bullshit ain't working, ain't no need in trying
to be the nigga that's spied in the telescope
Crime trilla niggas, put iron to ya belly folks
Telling them tales, fibs, and humdangers
Save it for Jerry ?, Steve, or Jerry
like 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