Luyện nghe bài hát Pimps, Playas & Hustlas

*(Yukmouth & talking)*

Nigga, hap'nin?
Who we got in
Nigga, ain't this the album.
that. We got Richie Rich, Dru Down, (you know!) Yukmouth,
Knumskull, we to do this shit man. Fo the 9-Fever, check it out.

*(Chorus- Yuk & Richie)*

Pimps, playas, hustlas, ballas, callas, all of us.
T for tech out to get the scratch, it ain't easy, bitch me.
Pimps, playas, hustlas, ballas, callas, all of us.
T for tech out to get the scratch, it ain't nuthin nice, let me
ya.

1 *(Yukmouth)*

Well it's the one of the nigga
the Vill niggaz, that spill niggaz guts to the
fill niggaz up wit
niggaz, Yuk don't bullshit
an I pull licks if I have to, no
or chit-chat I juss my shit back an then I blast ya
when it's the wig
come wit big shit fo the
'cause ya fuckin two
of yo ma'mas
got em on
a tootsie roll wit a hammer up her coochie hole, an a 40 up her
bootsy
fo sho, I pimp nights Gladis
niggaz better on wood like havock, when I'm in yo hood wit an

so crack ends, givin me jaw, I be call fuckin wit mo ups & downs
then a
sometimes I feel like I'm broke, sometimes I'm shot
who got all the bitches lost in the motions Pala
balla than shisty, mo betta blues then Lee
might be off the 40 'cause I'm OG like
ya

2 *(Richie Rich)*

Smoke hoes, an coke hoes, are like the same
one fo the white dope, one fo the nigga that's in the
now I bitches that say "Richard, do what ya wanna"
but like old Vogues them bitches cry I hit the corner
my 7-duce, produce, 'cause the was pissed off
I'm still gettin off
feelin ripped off, an clipped off
until told me, it was Knumskull, Yuk an Dru
now you wanna do?
it's for the straight laced triple gold, wit the vogues
what they cost in the store, yeah
an you can reach, but you can not
ever figga, nigga that you feared too much?
if you scared go to church, I know it
to out, she works for me
brought me that
why I, keep my bitch business in the cut
that way I yo skrilla, plus I get to fuck,
we.

*(Chorus)*

Pimps, playas, hustlas, ballas, callas, all of us.
T for tech out to get the scratch, it ain't easy, bitch me.
Pimps, playas, hustlas, ballas, callas, all of us.
T for out to get the scratch, it ain't nuthin nice, Dru Down, let
me ya.

Verse 3 *(Dru

I'm steadily up on the green
ballas will use the beam
shot calla use they
hustlas will use shoulders, playas sit back an get served
now observe the definition of the
I take hoes, an hoes, an hoes is stayin mobile, really though
doe is what I love, so up?
nigga who you tellin, that life been tough
I had it rough
an nigga it no bluff
an I had my own mama sufferin, that's sumpthin
okay
I straight into a hustla
on bustas
skrilla fo reala from them
I gave my mama half, me half, I'm out the
ready to
I turned a balla, shot calla
two for
with in a I'm back on the spot
zippas in zipper, I'm ready to hit some fences, it's so
bitch you rabbit call me Bugsy
up in the Paddy wagon, to break my niggaz love me
an I'll be sure the next time niggaz see me I'll be
do or die, up the 5, in the 5th lane right
side, I'm watchin the rearview for po-po's
I swerve to the curb, about 3 an you know that I straight that
hoe.

4 *(Knumskull)*

Fa sho. G-A fo
pimp bitches fo sex, might as well go all out an the whole block
wit 4
niggaz on this, on the move in
taken, playa hatin, Caddy's
that ain't my ruger
good to roll skrill that's the best thang
my S-S-I check came, you gotta be a big to do some shit like that,
an this game
my buddies, who can better my Operation Stackola
smack, mack, the an crackola
homies wanna be rollin big stacks
you make an effort towards paper, then bitch get crack
so wid it
that's why I shitted on raps fo
I'm what ever it takes to make a buck
never be stuck
I'm facin a life of already
fuck the pain, it juss make sense fo me to stay on my and game
blame no nigga fo my fall
but pimpin is the final frontier, I gets around
we all.

*(Chorus)*

Pimps, playas, hustlas, ballas, callas, all of us.
T for tech major scratch, it ain't easy, bitch believe me.
Pimps, playas, hustlas, ballas, callas, all of us.
T for tryin to get the scratch, it ain't easy, bitch believe me.

*(talking in the background)*

Pimps, playas, hustlas, ballas, callas, all of us.

Bitch believe me... ahhh-yaaa!!