Luyện nghe bài hát Like a Pimp

Say bitch, I'm of a master plan
And I'm bringing this paper faster
These other lil' can
So I'm digging in my for the bitches I broke
And a player paid in full 'cause pimping ain't no joke

You want to pop that that's a slim ass chance
Put the paper in the when you get that dance
This C O D nigga, so you can keep your nuh cards
No checks, no money orders, Visas or Cards

Original old school rock rappers
Bitches say we high side call us sky cappers
But why slap us when you think a down on his luck
You try and flag us when you see us down in a buck

Now, what the part of the game taught y'all that bitch play?
See, we makes a bitch pay like a weigh
And then a stay wouldn't sit still, fuck how this shit feel
This ain't studio pimpin', this real pimpin'

I got them bitches pussy getting buck
And you that we couldn't give a fuck
I got bitches on the corner selling cock
And the that we go don't stop

I got them thug ass with the syrup
And you that we always blowing herb
And in the club, man, you know we stay
And bitch, you know it ain't about this rap

To many out here buying hoes a meal
Nigga that ain't the way a supposed to feel
I the deal from the front door
Fuck me and suck me tight
And you just hit the blunt hoe

I don't stunt and blow smoke up ass, baby
But don't be acting all saditty class baby
You with a such as my self it'll cost you
So pay before a nigga fuck and be the tosser

Sweet Jones, Gripping
With all that shit you talk ain't got no chain
And of y'all niggaz ain't nothing but tricks
But we lean and breaking bricks

Popping pills, work the wood
Fuck where you're from and fuck how you
If you want to go to war, take you to war
I got an AK 47 and a tek in the car

I got them popping pussy getting buck
And you know that we give a fuck
I got them bitches on the selling cock
And the game I got don't stop

I got them ass niggaz with the syrup
And you know we always blowing herb
And in the club, man, you know we strapped
And bitch, you know that it ain't this rap

Bitch, niggaz hit in the front
I give a fuck, bitch, you can hit the
And everyday young boys paid
Lay it when we chopping on the blades

I'm always trying to put in work, niggaz do my dirt
Balling down on Beale Street, on a pint of syrup
Chopping up the weed, picking all the fucking seeds
to slow my roll, in my trunk, I got them fucking keys

Always riding Chevy things, shining on them things
Kids, I'm a model, police, I'm a dope man
forget to check my traps, got me cheese a player slap
People say, that pimping dead, never has it left my

Optimos a fifth of crown, red eyes a frown
Niggaz with them gold teeth, talking on the town
Some of us are under cover, make baby mama love us
Knot in my right pocket, left pocket got rubbers

Right hand Rolex watch, shirt plastic glock
Back pocket Chevy keys, for the brain wash
I'ma go pimp a bitch, I'ma wicked witch
Always got to watch your friends, backstabbers a snitch

Now see, let me blow your mind the real business in the
The main thing up these hoes is their fucking friends
You remember back in day it was pimping hoes
Take a around now it be hoes pimping hoes

What the business, what the deal, man, hoes got me fucked
Make me up in the strip and kind of get like buck
Oh, you fucking my cheese, oh, you fucking with my paper
Bitch, you got to pay the piper even if you rape her

I ain't mad my girl licking pussy with a girl
she got to get it done but that thing ain't my world
Bitch, I'll tell you your job and your job nonstop
I need the spectacles, testicles, and watch

I need the keys, door keys, low keys, rover keys
On knees and Bentley's, Mozzarella
Now nigga, now you talking get to walking
And I ain't trying to hear that bullshit, bitch,

I got bitches popping pussy getting buck
And you know that we couldn't give a
I got them bitches on the corner selling
And the game that I got, stop

I got them thug ass niggaz the syrup
And you know that we always blowing
And in the club, man, you know we strapped
And bitch, you know it ain't about this rap

Bitch, niggaz, getting hit in the
I a fuck, bitch, you can hit the blunt
And everyday young that's paid
Lay it down when we on the blades

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