Luyện nghe bài hát Return

It all started a Pimp C, bitch
So what the is up?
Told 'em somethin'
up my muthafuckin' cut

'Cause if you really wanna fuck wit a trill nigga
From the trill villa wit a steel trigga land of the real
Pop pop there you go
I'ma bust 'em on yo ass if you don't up off me ho

'Cause trill niggas don't carry no in they nutsac
Just big fat and a trigga in they backpack
So you give me my money but you don't hear me though
But I bet you hear me when I fill you with

P.A. nigga, trill ass
How you figga you can buck me nigga?
Mr. big an, Mr. big time, give me what's
Instead of buying cars for a bitch named

Give me mine, give me what's mine
Before it come down to
Shit, it's the return of the trill ass

Bitch, the return of the trill ass niggas
Uh, it's the return of the ass niggas
But you hear me
It's the return of the trill ass bitch

Yea muthfuckas, I you run
I figured you run, when I triggas to guns
That triggas to guns P.A. fool a named Bun
A nigga named Bun, no more sun, no shine

Say hello to the nine millameter
(Buck, buck, buck)
Money tight glock, them shots
I break yo ass off somethin' hot

Niggas steady lead to the head
I aim for the chest
Muthafuckas sportin' bulletproof
So I guess, when I blastin', niggas start passin' away
Dearly beloved, I had yo ass gathered

So I can lay you in a line, draw you to a square
Put them hands on yo ass and on out
Pass the pen, Pimp C and Bird, I the blunt

Now surprise, surprise, I'm gettin' Chinese
In this bitch a switch
I might slang, bang then and burn
Scope mean now it's the return of the trill ass