Luyện nghe bài hát Pimp Anthem

'96, ah shit, Ice-T, back representin', nigga, once
real shit, nigga
I you knew, bitch
Better

Players, check your grip before you get
Bitches, get my before you get dropped
Gotcha, off the words I say
Because type of pimpin' happens every day

wanna know my steelo
Bitches wanna get with the
apparatus
It's the L.A. flow, master-roller

No one gets colder, I used to boulders
Of on my brain, it's outta control, crime plot
A dead-ass cop and get got
In the game it ain't for the weak or the timid

Known to break a but barely rarely slide up in it
So you see me in a club, grab your woman like you
Blink your eyes and the freak is out there on the corner
She got caught by the and the jewels
Lookin' for a nigga that is quick to pull

Now she's breakin' herself, makin'
my technique of pimpin', minus all simpin'
Check it bitches, it ain't nice
gonna seal or sell pussy if you roll with the Ice

Players, check grip before you get popped
Bitches, get my before you get dropped
Gotcha, buggin' off the I say
this type of pimpin' happens every day

Oh, my God, the nigga hard
Every mentions me
The of the century
(Ice, that nigga nothin' nice)

I got more freaks Heff', my bankroll's off vice
Commandin' straight pimp
of y'all can match this
Meet a freak in a week, her a matress

though, recognize the pimp type flow
I don't smoke endo, I count on my patio
So much on the streets, don't need no bodyguard
Big up to my homies the pimp type nod

I'm off the hook, checkin' in Vegas
Full link mink the matchin' borsalino
I change cars you change drawers, bitch
I got a stable full of thoroughbreds that make me
Niggas hate me, 'cause they control they roll
They see that fat old ass and givin' me cash

Players, check your before you get popped
Bitches, get my money you get dropped
Gotcha, buggin' off the I say
Because this of pimpin' happens every day

My blown off fine champagne
So on currency, got green in my vein
So damn that every woman wanna touch me
So much that nuns wanna fuck me

I kick back with my ballin' brothers
Stand over the bed, the cash on the covers
The game's got me, I'm a to the roll
belong on the track and I belong in gold

Silk and satin, I a pimpin' pattin'
in the life so long cause I stomp bitches who start rattin'
Mostly friendly, but do got gorilla in me
Save it for the player hater, niggas the envy

Lot of niggas talk it, but they can't hold a
Ice her, she was too long a looker
It's strictly straight lace hustlin' on
I been pimpin' all my and I don't mind dyin'

Players, check grip before you get popped
Bitches, get my money before you get
Gotcha, off the words I say
Because this of pimpin' happens every day