Luyện nghe bài hát The Honey

Ladies and gentlemen, ladies and
You are now tuned in to the
This here Jazze Fizzle, produc
C, Jody Breeze

If y'all niggaz the honey, yeah
But I just want the money, young change
Just fifties and them hundreds, girl, I know you want me
Scoop ya in my Impala, new Gucci and that
koochie by the collar

Well, strip off ya clothes and lay ya down on the flo'
He fucked the out that bitch, I fucked the fear out that hoe
Well, I'ma strip off ya and lay ya down on the flo'
He fucked the shit out that bitch, I fucked the fear out hoe

Yeah, hey, uh oh there he go, who slid through the door
It's ya dog Jody Breeze, I'm the on the low
Y'all niggaz make me sick, chips on a hoe
On the grind, get it, I shit on a hoe

Off top, let 'em know, mack, I'ma pro
Matter fact, hit it from the back later on
Baby, bend it over, tune it up let me see
I ain't from Houston hoe, but I'm still a pimp,

All I drink is Hennessey, all I smoke is
Hoes wanna get with me, but they ain't get for free
I'ma playa, you can tell, ATL where I
I ain't with the kissin', hoes, Jazze let 'em know

If y'all want the honey, yeah
But I just want the money, young change
Just fifties and them hundreds, girl, I know you me I'ma
Scoop ya in my Impala, new Gucci and Prada
Gotcha koochie by the

Well, I'ma off ya clothes and lay ya down on the flo'
He fucked the shit out bitch, I fucked the fear out that hoe
Well, I'ma strip off ya clothes and lay ya down on the
He the shit out that bitch, I fucked the fear out that hoe

Y'all niggaz wanna lay, I wanna play in a mind
If she playin' her Daddy, I knock out her spine
I'm out on the grind, 24/7 I'm gettin' it
let them tricks eat it up, I ain't trippin' bitch

Bitch, over, let 'em see it girl
Hoes in the club, like '96 niggaz love
I used to be off in the Chi-C in
Young girls poppin' cock out in

I seen it all the pimps and the tricks
The real live boys opening the stores
I got for the flat backers
Black, yellow or crackers, keep ya ridin'
'Cause Cadillacer

If y'all niggaz want the honey,
I just want the money, young change
Just fifties and hundreds, girl I know you want me I'ma
ya in my Impala, new Gucci and that Prada
Gotcha koochie by the

Well, strip off ya clothes and lay ya down on the flo'
He fucked the shit out bitch, I fucked the fear out that hoe
Well, strip off ya clothes and lay ya down on the flo'
He fucked the shit out that bitch, I fucked the fear out hoe

Oh, he Tela in the change, I put the 'G' in the
Put the 'P' in the pimp, brought back the to the flame
Break a bitch like a trig, write out magical shit
And while I more slim, that ain't my starter bitch

the top on the Rolls and roll under the sun
Throw my in the air like, kid', hoe I'm the one
Got my gators and suits, multiple colors fruit
Pimp on my breath, Tropicana and goose

To the roots of pianos, see my moves she handle
H.B.O., hoe break up overtime Soprano
Diamonds up panels of wood, it's all good
Lean back, 'llac gettin' head on my hood

If y'all niggaz the honey, yeah
But I just want the money, young change
fifties and them hundreds, girl I know you want me I'ma
Scoop ya in my Impala, new Gucci and that
Gotcha by the collar

Well, strip off ya clothes and lay ya down on the flo'
He the shit out that bitch, I fucked the fear out that hoe
Well, strip off ya clothes and lay ya down on the flo'
He fucked the out that bitch, I fucked the fear out that hoe

Ladies and gentlemen, Fizzle, oh,
You have now entertained
And you are now a of the Pimpalation
You Uh
There's a whole lot of devices that this thing roll

Know what I'm 'bout?
Yeah, Jazze Fizzle, Sho' Records
Pimp C, U.G.K. Records, Wood Records
You know I'm talkin' 'bout!?

Rap-A-Lot mafia's this one, yeah
J? Large mackin' and sasquatch pimpin'
Y'all know it is
Wassup Bun B? Wassup Red? Oh boy