Luyện nghe bài hát Scandalous Bitches

She was a brown skin, ebony that love hip hop
Cut off tank-top, she make whole face drop
Hotbox, like it or not, she don't care 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 wearin' her clothes, she keeps takin 'em off

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

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

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

She in a brand new Lexus, just moved from
She came to California to and be that next bitch
naked pictures, tryin' to gain more acceptance
Maybe get some jobs, try to politic some

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

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

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

She moved out to California next to me in a
Her reputation was but yo, that didn't disturb me
I want to stop the insanity, try to have me a
Started checkin' my and brought her back to reality

her ring on the dresser, adios, motherfucker
I'm travelin' home from the road, I hear she fuckin' with
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 was phony
On the phone cryin', she love me, she wanted to hold me
"Yo, he ain't shit to me, Alvin, I was just his album
was some bullshit, I'm sorry, I'm better without him"

So I'm off to Miami, got to party
By Mr. himself, yo, I ain't hatin' nobody
Now when we walk in the party, yep, who I see?
bitch, said she was callin' from N.Y.C.

He wipin' the sweat off of her face and her chest
And then she gave him a and then she looked to the left
And when she it was X, she started cryin' and trippin'
And dude was confused, the scene, it couldn't be written

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

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

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