Luyện nghe bài hát Big Pimpin'

Uh, uh uh uh
It's big baby
big pimpin, spendin G's
Feel me uhh, uh-huh
Ge-ge-geyeah,
Ge-ge-geyeah,

You know I em, fuck em, love em, leave em
Cause I fuckin' need em
Take em out the hood, em lookin' good
But I don't fuckin' em
First time they I'm breezin'
bout, "What's the reasons?"
I'm a pimp in every of the word, bitch
trust than believe em
In the cut I keep em
'Til I need a nut, 'til I need to the guts
Then it's, beep and I'm pickin' em up
Let em with the dick in the truck
Many chicks want to put Jigga in cuffs
him and split his bucks
Just because you got good head, I'm a bread
So you can be it up? Shit I
Parts nothin', y'all be frontin'
Me give my heart to a
Not for nothin', happen
I'll be forever
Heart as assassins, I got no passion
I got no
And I waitin'
Hoe get yo' ass in
And let's ride, em out now
Ride,
And let's check em out now
Ride,

We doin, big pimpin, we spendin'
em out now
Big pimpin', on B.L.A.D.'s
We big pimpin up in N.Y.C.
It's just that Man, Pimp C, and Bun B
Yo yo yo big pimpin, spendin'
We big pimpin, on B.L.A.D.'s
We doin' big up in N.Y.C.
It's just Jigga Man, Pimp C, and Bun B

it's the big Southern rap impresario
Comin' up out the black barrio
Makes a mill' up off a hoe
sit back and peep my scenario
Oops, my bad, that's my
No I can't a scary hoe
Now every time, place, everywhere we go
Hoes pointin', they say, "There he go!"
Now motherfuckers know we carry mo' heat than a little bit
We don't it out over little shit
And if you catch a lick when I spit, then it won't be a hit
Go a book you illiterate son of a bitch and step up yo' vocab
be surprised if yo' hoe stab out with me
And you see us down on yo' slab
Livin' fabulous, so mad, you just can't take it
But nigga if you I
Then you wait while I get yo' butt-naked, just break it
You gotta pay like you wet wit two pairs of clothes on
Now get yo' ass to the back as I'm flyin' to the
Timbaland let me spit my on
Pump it up in the
the track that we breakin' these hoes on
Ain't the track we flows on
But shit get hot, then the glock start poppin' like ozone
We keep crunk like Trigger-man
Fo' real it get no bigger man
Don't trip, let's flip, throwed on the flip
Gettin' blowed with the Jigga Man, fool

We be big spendin' cheese
We be big on B.L.A.D.'s
We be big down in P.A.T.
It's just that Man, Pimp C, and Bun B
Cause we be big pimpin', cheese
And we be big pimpin', on B.L.A.D.'s
we be big pimpin' in P.A.T.
It's just that Jigga Man, C, and Bun B nigga

Uh smokin' out, up, keepin' lean up in my cup
All my car got leather and wood, in my hood we it buck
want to ball, holla at broads at the mall
If he up, watch him fall, nigga I can't fuck with
If I rappin' baby, I would still be ridin' Mercedes
Chromin' sippin' daily, no rest until whitey pay me
Uh now y'all know bout them Texas boys
Comin' down in candied toys, weed and talkin' noise

We be big pimpin, spendin
We be big pimpin, on B.L.A.D.'s
We be big pimpin in P.A.T.
It's that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and Bun B
Cause we be big pimpin, spendin'
And we be big pimpin, on B.L.A.D.'s
we be big pimpin in P.A.T.
It's just that Man, Pimp C, and Bun B nigga