Luyện nghe bài hát Big B's

[Intro: Thug]
Big
the opp say big business, you know what I'm saying, fucks
Yeah, now me

[Verse 1: Young
Handful of hunnids, real big
Hublot, nigga get some
Whole hoes, nigga get your women, heh
Stuff 'er with the pole, come and get women nigga
Big business, shit Wendy Williams, ooh
Catch 'em at the club sipping, around they missing, hold on
Big pimping, iced out my crew now my complete
C, I ain't doing that, I'ma fuck her on the sheets, yeah
And all my niggas loyal Bun B, hold on
you thought? YSL till we d-i-e, hold on, hold on
Fuck around and set the bitch off Queen Latifah
Hold on, hold on, yeah, going all out 'bout my dog like
And a trap door swinging like Bizzy B, woah
temporary tag on a Bentley B (Bentley B)
Two tone wire bag, double R, it on the streets, yeah, hold on
Two tone bag, big tires tear up the streets, rwar
Looking at your kid, I be the papi (sheesh)
65 in the Cuban sheesh (damn, woah, sheesh)
Diamonds on the backside tearing up my skin,
Uh, your old man tryna do it like me,

[Chorus: The Rapper]
Please,
Treat me like you who I am
Please,
I know who I am, uh

[Verse 2: The Rapper]
I got on my card
Put money on they books, that's a yard
I war on the beast for my God, sheesh
3 mil off the new hat
If I go back, I make the two cap
Love me in my like Cusack
Get a little beat and loop that
Get a little money, oop that
Split it with my in the group chat
Left for a minute then I back
Had to ask Bruce "where the at?"
Had to ask Rahm "where the at?"
Now I can't ride the roof back
Tell 'em I don't play around with other people's
Got an in the steakhouse
bid for the ribs
Got a meeting at the
a trip to my rib
'Cause she leaving where I but I see her in a min
Got a prayer card for the good luck, ay
Bra up when I pull up, ay
Got a little from the tour, yeah
it all on baby pull ups, ay
Big old Bentley, bitch I mix the with the Simply
Lemonade exterior, Lorenzos Bentleys
Put you in the friend zone if you acting too friendly
a baby Benzo and some Kenzo just for Kensli
Wake up real early but I eat
Go and hit the streets that brief case
to shake down another cheap skate
You tell he's lying, cheesecake

[Verse 3: Thug]
a nigga bitch tap out
Then put you in the fours with a big body
said nigga need to stop got 100 racks on me
Can't fit in my
I'm a nigga, I'ma eat me some soup, I'ma let my bitch eat pasta
Told y'all niggas ain't
Black in my wallet, I'ma feed my partner
I was at one of my shows feeling like Cam'ron with the pink
We was tryna a murder capital, riding around the town with the pink Beretta
When I got in touch with the money, me and shawty fucked around and my schedule
Momma just sent me a picture got in my family through my God damn nana
Young nigga 'round, dropped out school, learned it all through the ID channel
Young fucked around and ran out of bullets in the .40, got to get a banana
These young niggas go brazy, done got money, they still might pop
So many blue faces on me right now, young nigga gamble
35 racks for the factories, I steal
I no rapper nigga, I teach ya
I'm a big dog, no pedigree, I eat
Boomerang your bitch sweet, she coming

[Chorus: The Rapper]
Please,
Treat me you know who I am
Please,
I know who I am, uh