Luyện nghe bài hát Big B's

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

1: Young Thug]
Handful of hunnids, real big
Hublot, nigga get some
Whole hoes, nigga get your women, heh
Stuff 'er the pole, come and get your 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
Pimp C, I doing that, I'ma fuck her on the sheets, yeah
And all my loyal like Bun B, hold on
you thought? YSL till we d-i-e, hold on, hold on
Fuck around and set the bitch off like Latifah
Hold on, hold on, yeah, going all out 'bout my dog like
And a nigga trap door 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Outdated temporary tag on a B (Bentley B)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 tires tear up the streets,
Looking at kid, I might be the papi (sheesh)
65 pointers in the Cuban (damn, woah, sheesh)
on the backside tearing up my skin, sheesh
Uh, your old man tryna do it me, sheesh

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

[Verse 2: Chance The
I got on my card
Put some 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 city like
Get a little beat and I'll that
Get a money, I'll oop that
it with my niggas in the group chat
Left for a minute I flew back
Had to ask "where the truth at?"
Had to ask Rahm "where the at?"
Now I can't with the roof back
Tell 'em I don't play around with other people's
Got an in the steakhouse
Gotta bid for the
Got a meeting at the
a trip to my rib
'Cause she leaving I live but I see her in a min
Got a Michael prayer card for the luck, ay
Bra push up I pull up, ay
Got a little from the tour, yeah
Spend it all on pull ups, ay
Big old Bentley, I mix the Henny with the Simply
Lemonade exterior, under Bentleys
Put you in the friend zone if you start acting too
Bought a Benzo and some Kenzo just for Kensli
Wake up early but I eat late
Go and hit the with that brief case
to shake down another cheap skate
You could he's lying, cheesecake

[Verse 3: Thug]
a nigga bitch tap out
Then put you in the fours with a big body
Bitch said need to stop got 100 racks on me
fit in my pocket
I'm a street nigga, I'ma eat me soup, I'ma let my bitch eat pasta
y'all niggas ain't stopping
Black card in my wallet, I'ma my partner
I was at one of my shows feeling like Cam'ron the pink Margielas
We was tryna a murder capital, riding around the town with the pink Beretta
When I got in touch the money, me and shawty fucked around and filled 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 nigga around and ran out of bullets in the .40, got to get a banana
These young niggas go brazy, done got that money, they still pop
So many blue on me right now, young nigga still gamble
35 racks for the factories, I mammals
I ain't no nigga, I teach ya
I'm a big dog, no pedigree, I eat
your bitch sweet, she coming back

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