Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch Niggaz

That's good-ass weed

Check it out Dawg, this game is a trip man
on the streets
Everybody tryin' to run up on me
Hollerin' about word on the streets is this nigga said
Man I don't give a fuck about what that said man
That's what's with you niggas, you niggas is just like bitches
Ho-ass niggas, talk too much (speak)
Study own, get your own, you know what I'm sayin'?
Be independent nigga,

Bitch (bitch niggas)
niggas (bitch niggas)
Bitch-ass (beotch)
Bitch (bitch niggas)
I'm talkin' about you (beotch)
Bitch
And you too (beotch)

Hmm,
I meet mo' niggas than hoes, look here
And I really know, but that's just how it go (damn)
Dogg, so many niggas to keep up shit
And like a bitch (beotch) niggas be talkin' shit (nigga)
Smilin' in my and then they blast me in the back (ka-ka-ka-ka-ka)
Niggas stay strapped from way back, cause payback,
Make wanna pop that shit
If you ain't for the game (uh-huh) nigga stop that shit
We rock that shit, my nigga Dre, drop that (right)
No mo' talkn', I'm walkin' and I'm the clip
Glock on the hip, set-trippin', drippin' and
If you act like a bitch (nigga) nigga you get smacked a bitch

Bitch niggas, niggas bitch niggas

There niggas know what the fuck is goin' on
Yo Dogg, it kick back
Let me at these niggas for a minute

Straight off the streets of chaos and no
The aggravated, makin' punk motherfuckers hate it
Compton is the city I'm
Can't leave the crib without a murder wea-pon
Huh, I live my life on broke no mo'
And most of these ain't shit but cutthroats
smile in a nigga face, and for what?
They got the game all fucked up, and my thing fucked up
I learned a lot, seen a whole lot
The top notch nigga, I'm fiendin' for spot
Now peep game on what told me

These niggas yo' paper, Dr. D.R.E. (wha?)
And punk-ass hoes is lookin' for dough
You gotta your homeboys, cause a nigga never know
Oh, be around, but when yo' paper get low
Just like Master P said, "There they go, there go"
niggas uh-huh

{Stop scheamin', and hard"}
scheamin', and lookin' hard"}

Bitch nigga, a nigga
nigga, hella bitch nigga
You's a bitch nigga, motherfucker bitch
A nigga, a bitch nigga

I know yo' type, so much bitch in you, if it was darker
Lights was little dimmer my dick be stuck up in yo'
Hmm, you'd rather blow me fight, I'm from the old school
Like Rome homey yo, you owe me the right
To slap you, the bitch that you are, that wanted to cap you
Every since you was mad doggin' me that bitch in yo' car
Fool, "Who do you think you Mr. Big Stuff"
Man, you shit on Hitt, get yo' bust, plus
Pistol-whipped, it up, use yo' bitch's blush
Mr. Powder Puff yo', ain't loud enough, huh
I Chihuahuas that's mo' rah-rah, ha ha
I have to Dre, I bet he take bubble baths
You don't want no trouble the Aftermath staff, trust me
Dogg, Diggy Doctor plus me
No you's a slash hussy, soft as a hush puppy
Must we break you down to estrogen most hated
A bitch

{"Stop scheamin', and hard"}