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 fuckin' need em
Take em out the hood, keep em good
But I don't feed em
First they fuss I'm breezin'
bout, "What's the reasons?"
I'm a pimp in every of the word, bitch
trust than believe em
In the cut where I em
'Til I 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 Jigga fist in
Divorce him and split his
because you got good head, I'm a break bread
So you can be livin' it up? I
with nothin', y'all be frontin'
Me give my heart to a
Not for nothin', never
be forever mackin'
Heart as assassins, I got no passion
I got no
And I hate
Hoe get yo' ass in
And ride, check em out now
Ride,
And let's ride em out now
Ride,

We doin, big pimpin, we spendin'
em out now
Big pimpin', on B.L.A.D.'s
We big pimpin up in N.Y.C.
It's that Jigga 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.
just that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and Bun B

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

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

Uh smokin' out, throwin' up, lean up in my cup
All my car got leather and wood, in my hood we it buck
Everybody want to ball, holla at broads at the
If he up, watch him fall, nigga I fuck with y'all
If I rappin' baby, I would still be ridin' Mercedes
Chromin' shinin' sippin' daily, no rest until pay me
Uh now what y'all know bout Texas boys
Comin' down in candied toys, smokin' and talkin' noise

We be big pimpin, cheese
We be big pimpin, on B.L.A.D.'s
We be big pimpin in P.A.T.
It's just that Jigga Man, C, and Bun B
we be big pimpin, spendin' cheese
And we be big pimpin, on B.L.A.D.'s
Cause we be big in P.A.T.
It's just that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and Bun B