Luyện nghe bài hát Greedy Bitches

[Intro: Killah]
Roosevelt...
It's the Ed Show, ladies & gentlemen
Here we go... on, Theodore, Toney...

[Hook: Ghostface
one's for the boys and the girls on the streets
Make you listen careful to the words I speak
Before you get the drawers, and the wanna eat
Make you let 'em know to sign the pussy receipt, and

Ghostface Killah]
Greedy bitches, greedy, greedy, (come on)
Greedy bitches, greedy, greedy, (and you)
Greedy bitches, greedy, greedy, (say what)
Greedy bitches, yo, the ate the Oreo's

Killah]
Word to my momma, yo, I ya'll greedy bitches
Ya'll greasy, the club, want the piece of chicken
Hotel rooms, you better not the phone
Uh-uh, that roof service book alone
ask me, for food, I ain't ask you
Cut the bullshit, you can just pass the pool
And ya fat you brought, she can crash too
But if ya stomach hard, I'mma laugh, boo
No Domino's, John's and Waffle House
Frontin' on the pussy, you can throw the in your mouth
Straight cock, we in the halls, yo there's other
In Trife room, where them hoe bitches flock
Wigs got it popping, went bird shopping
He got bird seeds, he's probably head whopping
Fucking with you, yo I hope you cock blocking
I want pussy now, if not, you can get to hopping
Bounce, muthafuckas talking about you giving up no pussy

[Shawn
Yo, is for them greedy bitches, who wanna eat off my buck
Who get 99 bananas, 'cause you fresh out of
I wanna fuck, and you get a sirloin steak
Little money, backstage passes, and some cake
You split if the legs don't spread like wings
This is Theodore, we more just suicide kings
Super groupie, that G on your chest stand for
Caught a contact high, we always bake ziti
Blow the gerder's, we wanna puff and sleep
Not in my bed, I'm try'nna put nut in cheek
Little squirrel, my twat team on alert
I pump iron to them panties under your skirt
Why try to scheme, my double stuff got 'em all
On a hunt, greedy bitch of the month
They a table, when it's time to give pussy, they front
You can't play your boy Wigs, I'm some kind of chump
right, get 'em out here, yo, Tone

Yo, I get butter, nigga, like Land O'
When bitches see me, they be to pump they brakes
But wait, we fuck, let's make it clear
If you ask me for a dime... get the out of here
Aiyo, you nigga, no bitch, you got it wrong
I'm still spending, from Red & sitcom
What you doing? Stripping, on groin
I bet your momma of what you become
I'm on the block it, hip hop, getting it
got piff in it, new five, whipping it
Shorty "Redman, buy me a cigarette"
Try'nna get me robbed at the store where her at
bitch, hoods up, hoes down
Get money Barry, looking for MoTown
And if I'm in your hood, bitch, as a fuck
Clock the flavor, audio one, time is up, bitch...