Luyện nghe bài hát Big Pimpin' (extended Version)

Uh, uh uh uh
It's big pimpin
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 don't fuckin' em
Take em out the hood, keep em lookin'
But I don't fuckin' em
First time they I'm breezin'
bout, "What's the reasons?"
I'm a in every sense of the word, bitch
Better trust than em
In the cut where I em
I need a nut, 'til I need to beat the guts
Then it's, beep and I'm pickin' em up
Let em play the dick in the truck
Many chicks want to put fist in cuffs
Divorce him and split his
Just because you got head, I'm a break bread
So you can be livin' it up? I
Parts nothin', y'all be frontin'
Me give my heart to a
Not for nothin', never
be forever mackin'
Heart cold as assassins, I got no
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 cheese
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, cheese
We big pimpin, on B.L.A.D.'s
We doin' big up in N.Y.C.
It's just that Jigga Man, C, and Bun B

Nigga the big Southern rap impresario
Comin' straight up out the black
Makes a mill' up off a hoe
sit back and peep my scenario
Oops, my bad, my scenario
No I can't a scary hoe
Now every time, every place, we go
Hoes start pointin', say, "There he go!"
Now these motherfuckers we carry mo' heat than a little bit
We don't pull it out over shit
And if you catch a lick when I spit, then it won't be a hit
Go read a book you illiterate son of a bitch and step up yo'
Don't be surprised if yo' hoe stab out me
And you see us comin' on yo' slab
ghetto fabulous, so mad, you just can't take it
But nigga if you I
Then you wait 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
Timbaland let me my pro's on
Pump it up in the
That's the track that we breakin' hoes on
Ain't the that we flows on
But when shit get hot, the glock start poppin' like ozone
We keep hoes crunk Trigger-man
Fo' it don't get no bigger man
Don't trip, let's flip, throwed on the flip
blowed with the motherfuckin' Jigga Man, fool

We be big spendin' cheese
We be big 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
Cause we be big in P.A.T.
It's that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and Bun B nigga

Uh smokin' out, up, keepin' 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 y'all
If I wasn't rappin' baby, I still be ridin' Mercedes
Chromin' shinin' sippin' daily, no until whitey pay me
Uh now what y'all know bout them boys
Comin' in candied toys, smokin' weed and talkin' noise

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