Luyện nghe bài hát Big Pimpin' (extended Version)

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

You know I thug em, fuck em, love em, em
Cause I don't fuckin' em
Take em out the hood, keep em lookin'
But I fuckin' feed em
time they fuss I'm breezin'
bout, "What's the reasons?"
I'm a pimp in every of the word, bitch
Better trust than em
In the cut where I em
'Til I need a nut, 'til I need to the guts
Then it's, beep and I'm pickin' em up
Let em play the dick in the truck
Many chicks to put Jigga fist in cuffs
Divorce him and split his
Just you got good head, I'm a break bread
So you can be livin' it up? I
Parts with nothin', y'all be
Me give my to a woman?
Not for nothin', happen
I'll be mackin'
Heart cold as assassins, I got no
I got no
And I hate
Hoe get yo' ass in
And let's ride, em out now
Ride,
And ride 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 that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and Bun B
Yo yo yo big pimpin, spendin'
We big pimpin, on B.L.A.D.'s
We big pimpin up in N.Y.C.
It's that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and Bun B

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

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

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

We be big pimpin, cheese
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
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