Luyện nghe bài hát Big B's

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

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Outdated temporary tag on a B (Bentley B)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

Chance 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 some money on books, that's a yard
I declare war on the for my God, sheesh
3 mil off the new hat
If I could go back, I the two cap
Love me in my city like
Get a little beat and loop that
Get a money, I'll oop that
Split it with my niggas in the group
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 with the back
Tell 'em I play around with other people's kids
Got an office in the
Gotta bid for the
Got a at the Ritz
a trip to my rib
'Cause she leaving where I but I see her in a min
Got a Michael prayer card for the luck, ay
Bra up when I pull up, ay
Got a money from the tour, yeah
it all on baby pull ups, ay
Big old Bentley, bitch I mix the Henny with the
Lemonade exterior, Lorenzos Bentleys
Put you in the friend zone if you start acting too
Bought a baby Benzo and Kenzo just for Kensli
Wake up real but I eat late
Go and hit the streets with brief case
Time to shake down cheap skate
You could he's lying, cheesecake

[Verse 3: Young
Make a bitch tap out
Then put you in the fours with a real big
Bitch said need to stop got 100 racks on me
fit in my pocket
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 Cam'ron with the pink Margielas
We was tryna beat a capital, riding around the town with the pink Beretta
When I got in touch with the money, me and shawty fucked around and filled my
Momma just sent me a got Indian in my family through my God damn nana
Young nigga fucked 'round, out school, learned it all through the ID channel
Young nigga fucked around and ran out of in the .40, got to get a banana
These young niggas go brazy, got that money, they still might pop
So many blue faces on me right now, young nigga still
35 racks for the factories, I mammals
I no rapper nigga, I teach ya
I'm a big dog, no pedigree, I eat
Boomerang bitch sweet, she coming back

[Chorus: Chance The
Please,
me like you know who I am
Please,
I know who I am, uh