Luyện nghe bài hát Suga & Pac, Puff & Big

[B.G.]
Me the B.G., and Baby my fuckin
Two livin legend paper chasers uptown
money and bitches, puttin haters in ditches
We roll in trucks Hummers and Expeditions
Our relationship Moses and Jesus
Ask one of our hoes, no comin between us
Two black young kingpins, how they treat us
Steaks and fettucini is what they us
Nigga shinin, me and my nigga be sippin
the finest and spendin G's, makin trips
back and forth to Texas, we flyin; to make a mill' y'all
Cause we roll the motto, "Ball til we fall"
wit B, you bringin B.G. all the way out there
Fuck wit me G you Baby all the way out there
Since ninety-two ninety-three our love been
We never spend to a pussy, Cash Money share
I'm a Big Tymer, that's a
Slim just signed a, million dollar contract
Lil' (?) Capone thuggin to bust yo' head
Watch tone in that mansion is where we lay our head at
We play high gold floss rocks and drop-tops
Way I bust it look like and 'Pac

[Lil
Like Suge and 'Pac, Puff and B.I.G
and B.G. tryin to clock six figs
Like and J., like Russ and Run
Baby and B.G. tryin to clock a

Like J. and 'Face, like and Run
Baby and B.G. comin through assault rifle machine guns
Worth more money than niggaz could wonder
You better thank nigga we hit blocks like thunder
Comin through a dark tunnel a black on Hummer
It ain't no secret we showed our ass summer
We got three or fo' bitches we bank at first
Embassy playboy to our riches
Me and this young nigga we tighter than
He the motherfuckin rapper and I'm the game
And if you you wit him
I'll clear my account on one of you bitches
And I'll put on my Ma and my Pa and they both restin in peace
It ain't nuttin in this industry gon'
wit and little B.G., wit Mannie Fresh beats
Wit Suga Slim's behind all this heat
and my Hot Boyz strapped ridin right me
I'll bet a million dolars to yo' light bill
I'll bet my Rolex wit my bezel nigga to yo' bill
It ain't nuttin in this industry could fuck wit Cash
cause we keep it real nigga, believe

Wayne]
Now what? Suge and 'Pac, like Puff and B.I.G
Baby and B.G. to clock six figs
Like and J., like Russ and Run
Baby and B.G. tryin to clock a million,

[B.G.]
I got love for my Baby
He heard I rapped, on VL and saved me
Now we ballin, swell it's gravy
Cause I'm gettin my shine on, you hate me?
B.G. and Baby, good pah
We just to hustle and get out the hood dog
wit me and my boy, I wish you would dog
We dirty and I'll put that on the hood dog

Now what make these thank that I ain't rich?
What make these niggaz think the on my Rolex ain't the shit?
My brotha Prime taught me how to two Rolexes at one time
I'm gon' shine til I die
Me and this been together since he was twelve
Hangin out at club, daybreak watchin my beeper ring bells
Now I knew this young would end up swell
I used my mind to him writin rhymes
cause I knew be major at one time
Now I done rolled in the flyest
It no secret that B.G.'s a Cash Money superstar

[Lil
Like and 'Pac, like Puff and B.I.G
and B.G. tryin to clock six figs
Like 'Face and J., Russ and Run
and B.G. tryin to clock a million
Like Suge and 'Pac, Puff and B.I.G
Baby and B.G. to clock six figs
Like 'Face and J., Russ and Run
Nigga and B.G. tryin to clock a million, ha?

Ain't nuttin could wit us playboy
We take it how you it, that's the issue nigga
We it's all gravy
If it ain't about that money we ain't havin no bitches
We what we got to do, we clockin G's
Lil' Antoine, my lil' from Tennessee
It's all gravy playboy, how you luv that
We playboy, if you don't like it that's the issue nigga
Get it how you live
How you luv nigga?
If it don't make money it don't sense nigga
I wear two watches on my wrist, at fifty G's a
How's look nigga? That's a hundred
I done put two G's on my grill
My dog bout to redo his shit
Nigga we just gon' gold and hoes
How you luv playboy?
Drankin Crystal, bottles
Niggaz ain't drankin Tanqu-zay no
Niggaz rangs cost twenty G's
earrings cost 'em twenty G's
Niggaz's rims 'em ten G's
Nigga homes costin two
hoes gettin furs, nigga hoes gettin gators
Niggaz just.. playa haters
It ain't no thang boy, how you luv that
Believe that boy (man I yo' momma)