Luyện nghe bài hát Scandalous Bitches

She was a skin, ebony honey that love hip hop
Cut off tank-top, she your whole face drop
Hotbox, like it or not, she don't what I got
She got her own dealin' in stocks

And in the backwoods, she plans to me off
Suck me off and then say, I be off
Tryin' to with X, the Cali kush is makin' her cough
She must hate her clothes, she keeps takin 'em off

At the Palms Hotel on a Friday
Attack each other like 'til the sky turn bright
Make it a night to remember, she went her sista
her sista turned around and told the shit to Melissa

Then Melissa got my number, started sendin' me
In all type of different positions, man, this bitch on a
Listen, a man is a man, gon' his business
I ain't a bad guy, dealin' with scandalous bitches

I remember when used to push in a Caddy
I met chick from the Valley, she said she wanted me badly
Now this is common in Cali the homies is savy
Bitches be givin' money to and callin 'em Daddy

She in a new Lexus, just moved from Texas
She came to to model and be that next bitch
Takin' naked pictures, tryin' to gain more
Maybe get some jobs, try to some connections

I appreciate for X to the Z
My picked through my trash instead of talkin' to me
He fell in with her ass and while she casin' his place
Tryin' to tell nigga what he got up in his safe

About the big hundred stacks and them bricks to
Forever watchin' his back, therefore he never
And her nigga attack, he got a slug in his britches
He ain't a bad guy, just dealin' with bitches

I met this girl the 'Natti, I got along with her daddy
I made it up in my mind, this is the girl marry
Now when you get married, the preparation is scary
You your weight to get carried, you want your skeletons buried

She out to California next to me in a hurry
Her was dirty but yo, that didn't disturb me
I want to the insanity, try to have me a family
Started my phone and brought her back to reality

her ring on the dresser, adios, motherfucker
I'm travelin' home from the road, I hear she with Usher
Now Usher don't even know me but I got for the homie
Even though everybody around me be he corny

She denied everythin', said the rumors was
On the phone cryin', she love me, said she to hold me
"Yo, he ain't shit to me, Alvin, I was just his album
That was some bullshit, I'm sorry, I'm without him"

So I'm off to Miami, got to party
By Mr. Raymond himself, yo, I hatin' nobody
Now we walk in the party, yep, guess who I see?
Lyin' bitch, she was callin' from N.Y.C.

He wipin' the sweat off of her face and her chest
And she gave him a peck and then she looked to the left
And when she seen it was X, she started and trippin'
And dude was lookin' confused, the scene, it be written

Now he just his chickens, I ain't gon' sock him or diss him
I'm from the West Coast where niggaz be fightin' for bitches
A little over-dramatic, in I called him a fagot
In front of millions of people, funny but have done that

I was makin' a joke, I didn't mean to
Like when I introduced Child as Boyz II Men
Listen, a man is a man, gon' his business
I ain't a bad guy, dealin' with scandalous bitches

X, you get tired of, um
Motherfuckers talkin' to you 'Pimp My Ride'?