Luyện nghe bài hát The Honey

Ladies and gentlemen, and gentlemen
You are now tuned in to the
This here Fizzle, produc shizzle
Pimp C, Jody

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 by the collar

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

Yeah, hey, uh oh there he go, look who slid through the
It's ya dog Breeze, I'm the shit on the low
Y'all niggaz make me sick, spendin' 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, gon' it over, tune it up let me see
I from Houston hoe, but I'm still a pimp, see?

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

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

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

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

Bitch, bend over, let 'em see it
Hoes in the club, '96 showin' niggaz love
I to be off in the Chi-C in Atlanta
Young girls poppin' out in Alabama

I seen it all from the pimps and the
The real live boys opening the pussy
I got respect for the backers
Black, or crackers, keep ya Daddy ridin'
'Cause I'ma

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

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

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

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, colors like fruit
Pimp aroma on my breath, and goose

To the of pianos, see my moves she can't handle
H.B.O., hoe break up overtime Soprano
Diamonds up panels of wood, it's all good
Lean back, candy 'llac gettin' on my hood

If y'all niggaz want the honey,
But I want the money, young chump change
Just and them 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 that bitch, I fucked the out that hoe
Well, I'ma strip off ya clothes and lay ya down on the
He fucked the shit out that bitch, I fucked the fear out hoe

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

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

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