Luyện nghe bài hát The Big Ohh

[top dog big
Is it the big ohh, or is it be no?
Let me tell you one thing, d-o ain't trickin no
At a show, wanna meet me at the mo'
Askin mad questions about the dough I
Hold on baby, don't go that route
Because the money, that I'll make you need to know foul
'cause the thing change, and all the talkin here
Just lay your back down, and off your underwear
Who cares, your bras and panties, they ain't matchin
Yo what's the you have to leave if the ohh ain't happenin
Yo, why you laughin, you won't be
If you in front of room,
They clear to get punk ass maskin

Only mess wit the girls that (sharon), they nickname carin (karen)
Known from the big butt and the tight jean
Also big breasts, comin to my rest
While I cores they chest, and they me off next
Easily place in the mouth, like a grape a tree
But she can't eat it, she must suck it, like a sweet
I that's a hobby, I met her in a lobby
Lookin good, beautiful self, bad ass

Yo it's out to nicole, out in new jerz
To my keisha, out in d.c.
It's all about the girls, girls, girls,
Spark some o.g.c.
And it's out to wendy, out in l.a.
Going out to tasha, out in
It's all about the girls, girls, girls,
Bob marley spliffs and

[starang
It was me and in the starang mobile
On my way uptown, the new dru hill
I couldn't rush it, turn to hennyville, bust
Seen reese in tight jeans, doin her ass no
Her mother gaspin, where the restaurant be
I drove by, waved, kinda
Me and my man, cruisin through, out the scenery
Stopped at the light, these two double schemin me
Lookin in my 740, so I guess they me
Yo they ain't gettin money, yo ask me what it to me

[louieville
Yo, not a God damn, not you my man
Because of jealously, over they toes, he ran
Yo I'm the villest, be my nigga for real
You think shit real, then go and ask your girl

[starang
Aha, we by the store, I stepped outta the ride
My big gold chain steady swingin side to
These two shorty wops, was all up in my grill a barbecue
Say "i wanna bother you, but aren't you starang"
They couldn't keep they off my big gold chain
I kept my on they ass, so shit was like the same
Yo simple and plain, I know ya be my song
Let's take 'em to the crib, so we can all get along
The big ohh

Going out to in n.y.
And is going out to tammy out in n.c.
It's all about the girls, girls, girls,
the mics for the whole m.f.c.

[louieville
who, son, just um, jumped upon the scene
Nadine, you that chick we met out in queens
That chick is mean, she steamed our team
Had heads gackin up things gangrene
Take it from b.b.d., that think is labeled "poison five"
You could trust a big butt and a smile
For she say we display our thing
And I say "bitch, what that shit you "
Shit, I know, niggas hit it and lookin sick
No, no, sick dick, I do a bid
Don't explain, and plain
The thing you lovin is my name and my fame

It's all about the girls, girls, girls,
To out there in philly
Break it now, girls, girls, girls, girls
To lee in japan
Yo it's all about the girls, girls, girls,
To my girl bronca swollen from
Girls, girls, girls,
To bei from paris

the mic! (8x)