Luyện nghe bài hát Pimp Anthem

'96, ah shit, Ice-T, back representin', nigga, again
real shit, nigga
I thought you knew,
recognize

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

Niggas know my steelo
Bitches wanna get the baddest
Hustlin'
the L.A. cash flow, master-roller

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

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

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

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

Oh, my God, the rolls hard
Every player me
The hustler of the
(Ice, that ain't nothin' nice)

I got more than Heff', my bankroll's off vice
Commandin' straight pimp
None of y'all can this
Meet a in a week, her workplace a matress

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

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

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

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

I kick back with my pimpin' brothers
Stand over the bed, dump the on the covers
The game's got me, I'm a slave to the
Hoes belong on the track and I in gold

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

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

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