Luyện nghe bài hát Like a Pimp

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

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

Original old school balling rappers
Bitches still say we side call us sky cappers
But why us when you think a nigga down on his luck
You try and flag us when you see us coming down in a

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

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

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

To many niggaz out here buying hoes a
Nigga that ain't the way a bitch to feel
I close the deal from the door
Fuck me right and me tight
And you just hit the blunt hoe

I don't stunt and smoke up your ass, baby
But don't be acting all saditty with class
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 shit you talk ain't got no bezatine chain
And most of y'all niggaz nothing but tricks
But we sipping lean and breaking

pills, work the wood wheel
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 bitches popping pussy getting buck
And you know that we couldn't a fuck
I got them bitches on the corner cock
And the game that I got stop

I got them thug ass with the syrup
And you know that we blowing herb
And in the club, man, you we stay strapped
And bitch, you know that it about this rap

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

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

riding Chevy things, shining on them twanky things
Kids, I'm a role model, police, I'm a man
Can't forget to check my traps, got me a player slap
People say, pimping dead, never has it left my mouth

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

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

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

What the business, what the deal, man, these hoes got me
me walk 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 if you straight rape her

I mad about my girl licking pussy with a girl
'Cause she got to get it done but that thing my world
Bitch, I'll tell you your job and your job nonstop
I need the spectacles, testicles, and watch

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

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

I got them thug ass niggaz with the
And you know that we blowing herb
And in the club, man, you know we stay
And bitch, you know that it about this rap

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

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