Luyện nghe bài hát I Can't Help It

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

You rigor red, no cardiac
Get your hand out of my pocket, what all of that?
Tell the sheriff if he can get these fuckin' charges
months, still gotta thank God for that

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

Get her to the hotel, betta know up
With the niggas out there get the up
We ain't never had a problem getting to fuck
Suck dick, lick, spit the shoulders up

I let nut get all over her
thick bitch kissing all over her
Bust the pussy open, can't close it up
Make her bounce that shit, when you that bitch

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

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

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

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

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

See how I do it, I'm so
Cut it off, go Hollywood, bitch I would if I
(I can't it)
The city wouldn't be shit me
15 million dollar houses, still get this trap up out me
(I help it)

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

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

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

of Patron, whole lotta strong
800's on, boy ya what I'm on
Yo bitch fuck, let she know that I'm on
I wanna fuck her, I just want some dome

Kill me nigga, I got tone
Need no help, I can my own
I terror yo squad, but I ain't from the
One in the bag, play with that horn

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

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

Gucci on top my shirt
Gucci boots on, I in the dirt
Get money I go
G code, G code, all I know

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

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

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