Luyện nghe bài hát I Can't Help It

Hey you know me bitch nigga, I'm all of
Hit your broad a big dick, didn't call her back
Relax cat, let the big dog attack
Thought it was for me homie, did you fall for that?

You turn rigor red, no
Get hand out of my pocket, what with all of that?
Tell the sheriff if he can get fuckin' charges back
Eleven months, still thank God for that

Regardless, Big Bang fold it up
Ain't another flowin' who as cold as bruh
mill for the show, really though, wassup?
Louis duffel bag loaded up

Get her to the hotel, betta know up
With the out there get the holdin' up
We ain't never had a problem ho's to fuck
dick, lick, spit from the shoulders up

I let nut get all over her
Another thick bitch kissing all her
Bust the pussy wide open, close it up
Make her bounce shit, when you found that bitch

She was on the ground, panties down
Six chicks with a trash bag of money, tryna count that
Never find me around that bitch
she got them lips wrapped around that dick

Other wanna make love, fuck that
I bing, bang, pound, beat down clit
Sit with it E-40 then
Fill up every ho in Georgia, show 'em

This K.I.N.G. a.k.a. Big Bang a.k.a. Shawty
A.k.a. Pimp
Big Bank, a.k.a. Pimp

I get money, I can't it
You can't it, you gotta accept it
You can't it, you gotta respect it
This is who I am nigga, I help it, I can't help it

In the ghetto a drop Rolls Royce
They say keep at one hundred, I got no choice
(I can't it)
Big Bang, I'm so trill and you ain't
Cut it down, I can't
(I can't it)

See how I do it, I'm so
Cut it off, go Hollywood, bitch I if I could
(I can't it)
The city be shit without me
15 million dollar houses, still can't get trap up out me
(I can't it)

I'm a hustla all the way down to the
everyday, out with that bomb
Stay on a date from the to the morn'
Ain't serve you nothin' under a zone

No fuckin' favors, ask for no loan
Shop with ya dog if ya get on
Come on my spot, lemme on my phone
You ain't tryna suck, me alone

Grindin' for days, I haven't home
Don't plan on goin' until it's all
Playin' it on whatever you want
Gotta get right, give a fuck if wrong

Shots of Patron, lotta strong
800's on, boy ya what I'm on
Yo wanna fuck, let she know that I'm on
I don't wanna fuck her, I just want some

me nigga, I got that tone
Need no help, I can my own
I terror yo squad, but I from the Bronx
One in the bag, still play with horn

Just know I don't no radio homes
No radio play every song I'm on
Case ya ain't know, I'm the Don
Zone 4 Camp'll you where I'm from

Gucci my hat, Gucci my
my ass cheeks, Gs cover my balls
Gucci my pants, Gucci my
duffel bag where I keep all that twerk

Gucci bandanna on top my
boots on, I trap in the dirt
Get money I go
G code, G code, that's all I

I get money, I help it
You stop it, you gotta accept it
You can't knock it, you gotta it
This is who I am nigga, I can't help it, I can't it

In the ghetto with a drop Rolls
say keep at one hundred, I ain't got no choice
(I help it)
Always Big Bang, I'm so and you ain't
Cut it down, bitch I
(I can't it)

See how I do it, I'm so
Cut it off, go Hollywood, bitch I if I could
(I can't it)
The city be shit without me
15 million dollar houses, still can't get trap up out me
(I can't it)