Luyện nghe bài hát Suga & Pac, Puff & Big

[B.G.]
Me the B.G., and Baby my fuckin
Two livin legend paper from uptown
Bout money and bitches, puttin haters in
We roll in like Hummers and Expeditions
Our like Moses and Jesus
Ask one of our hoes, ain't no between us
Two black kingpins, that's how they treat us
Steaks and fettucini is what feed us
Nigga ridin shinin, me and my nigga be
the finest and spendin G's, makin trips
back and forth to Texas, we flyin; tryin to make a y'all
we roll with the motto, "Ball til we fall"
Fuck wit B, you bringin B.G. all the way out
Fuck wit me G you bringin Baby all the way out
Since ninety-two ninety-three our been there
We never to a pussy, Cash Money niggaz share
I'm a Big Tymer, that's a
Slim just signed a, million dollar contract
Lil' (?) Capone thuggin to bust yo' head
Watch your tone in that mansion is we lay our head at
We play high gold rocks and drive drop-tops
Way I bust it look Suge and 'Pac

Wayne]
Like Suge and 'Pac, Puff and B.I.G
Baby and B.G. tryin to six figs
Like 'Face and J., like and Run
Baby and B.G. tryin to clock a

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

[Lil
Now what? Like 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 a million, what?

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

Now what make these hoes thank that I ain't
What make niggaz think the diamonds on my Rolex ain't the shit?
My brotha taught me how to wear two Rolexes at one time
Nigga I'm gon' til I die
Me and this been together since he was twelve
Hangin out at club, Rolexes daybreak watchin my beeper ring
Now I knew this young would end up swell
I my mind to keep him writin rhymes
I knew he'a be major at one time
Now I done rolled in the cars
It ain't no secret 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., like and Run
and B.G. tryin to clock a million
Like Suge and 'Pac, Puff and B.I.G
Baby and B.G. tryin to clock six
Like 'Face and J., like and Run
Baby and B.G. tryin to clock a million, ha?

Ain't could fuck wit us playboy
We take it how you want it, the issue nigga
We clockin all gravy
If it ain't about that money we havin seein no bitches
We what we got to do, we clockin G's
Lil' Antoine, my lil' potnah Tennessee
It's all playboy, how you luv that nigga?
We clockin playboy, if you don't it that's the issue nigga
Get it how you playboy
How you luv that
If it don't make it don't make sense nigga
I two watches on my wrist, at fifty G's a piece
How's look nigga? That's a hundred
I done put two G's on my grill
My dog Fresh bout to redo his
Nigga we gon' have gold and hoes
How you luv playboy?
Crystal, poppin bottles
Niggaz ain't drankin no more
wearin rangs cost twenty G's
Niggaz earrings 'em twenty G's
rims cost 'em ten G's
Nigga homes two mill-ion
Nigga gettin furs, nigga hoes gettin gators
Niggaz just.. dumpin playa
It ain't no boy, how you luv that nigga?
that boy (man I love yo' momma)