Luyện nghe bài hát Like a Pimp

Say bitch, I'm of a master plan
And I'm bringing paper faster than
These other bastards 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 to pop that pussy that's a slim ass chance
Put the paper in the panties when you get dance
This C O D nigga, so you can keep your nuh plastic
No checks, no money orders, Visas or Master

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

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

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

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

To many out here buying hoes a meal
Nigga that the way a bitch supposed to feel
I close the from the front door
Fuck me right and suck me
And you might hit the blunt hoe

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

Jones, Gripping Grain
With all that you talk ain't got no bezatine chain
And most of y'all niggaz nothing but tricks
But we sipping and breaking bricks

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

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

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

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

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

Always riding Chevy things, shining on twanky things
Kids, I'm a role model, police, I'm a man
forget to check my traps, got me cheese 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 teeth, fast talking on the town
Some of us are under cover, make baby mama love us
Knot in my right pocket, pocket got them rubbers

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

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

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

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

I the Coke keys, door keys, low keys, rover keys
On knees and Bentley's, cheese
Now nigga, now you hoes get to walking
And I ain't trying to that bullshit, bitch, walk

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

I got them thug ass niggaz 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, niggaz, getting hit in the
I a fuck, bitch, you can hit the blunt
And everyday young that's paid
Lay it when we chopping on the blades

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