Luyện nghe bài hát Pimps, Playas & Hustlas

*(Yukmouth & talking)*

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

*(Chorus- Yuk & Richie)*

Pimps, playas, hustlas, ballas, callas, all of us.
T for out to get the scratch, it ain't easy, bitch believe 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 up wit bullets
niggaz, Yuk don't bullshit
an I pull if I have to, no laughter
or I juss clack my shit back an then I blast ya
when it's the wig
come wit big shit fo the
'cause ya either two
of yo baby
got em on
doin a tootsie roll wit a up her coochie hole, an a 40 up her
bootsy
fo sho, I pimp nights like
niggaz better knock on like havock, when I'm in yo hood wit an

so crack ends, me jaw, I be call fuckin around wit mo ups & downs
a see-saw
sometimes I like I'm broke, sometimes I'm shot calla
who got all the bitches lost in the motions like
than shisty, mo betta blues then Spike Lee
might be off the 40 'cause I'm OG Ice-T
ya

2 *(Richie Rich)*

Smoke hoes, an coke hoes, are like the same
one fo the dope, one fo the nigga that's in the game
now I know bitches that say "Richard, do ya wanna"
but like old Vogues bitches cry when I hit the corner
my 7-duce, produce, 'cause the was pissed off
I'm gettin zips off
niggaz feelin 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
that's what they 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 it hurts
to out, she works for me
brought me Jeep
that's why I, keep my bitch in the cut
that way I gets yo skrilla, I get to fuck,
we.

*(Chorus)*

Pimps, playas, hustlas, ballas, callas, all of us.
T for tech out to get the scratch, it easy, bitch believe 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 stackin up on the green
ballas will use the triple
shot calla use they
hustlas use they shoulders, playas sit back an get served
now the definition of the pimp-mode
I hoes, an break hoes, an hoes is stayin mobile, really though
doe is what I love, so up?
nigga who you tellin, that life been tough
nigga I had it
an nigga it no bluff
an I had my own mama sufferin, that's sumpthin
yeah
I turned straight a hustla
crap on
skrilla fo reala them suckas
I my mama half, me half, I'm out the door
to bubble
I turned a balla, shot calla
two for
in a year I'm back on the spot
zippas in zipper, I'm ready to hit some fences, it's so
bitch you jack rabbit me Bugsy
four-four up in the Paddy wagon, to break my love me
an I'll be sure the next time see me I'll be high
do or die, up the 5, in the 5th lane right
side, I'm watchin the juss for po-po's
I swerve to the curb, 3 an you know that I straight broke that
hoe.

4 *(Knumskull)*

Fa sho. G-A fo
pimp fo sex, might as well go all out an pimp the whole block
wit 4
niggaz on this, on the in many
taken, playa hatin, Caddy's
that my thang ruger
it's good to roll skrill that's the thang
my S-S-I check came, you gotta be a big mack to do some shit that,
an issued this
my buddies, who ever can better my Operation
smack, mack, the an crackola
homies wanna be down big stacks
you make an effort towards paper, then bitch get crack
so wid it
that's why I on raps fo luck
I'm like ever it takes to make a buck
could be stuck
I'm facin a life of brokeness
fuck the pain, it juss make sense fo me to stay on my and game
no nigga fo my down fall
but pimpin is the final frontier, I around y'all
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 tech tryin to get the scratch, it ain't easy, believe me.

*(talking in the background)*

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

believe me... ahhh-yaaa!! Ahaha