Luyện nghe bài hát Return

It all started a Pimp C, bitch
So the fuck is up?
Told 'em good
Ease up my cut

'Cause if you don't really fuck wit a trill nigga
From the trill villa wit a steel land of the real killers
Pop pop muthafucka you go
I'ma bust 'em on yo ass if you ease up off me ho

'Cause trill niggas don't carry no in they nutsac
Just big fat and a trigga in they backpack
So you gon' give me my money but you hear me though
But I bet you hear me when I fill you with

P.A. nigga, ass nigga
How you figga you can me down nigga?
Mr. big an, Mr. big time, give me mine
Instead of buying cars for a named sunshine

me what's mine, give me what's mine
Before it down to triggas
Shit, it's the of the trill ass niggas

Bitch, it's the of the trill ass niggas
Uh, it's the return of the ass niggas
But you hear me
It's the return of the ass niggas bitch

Yea muthfuckas, I you run
I you run, when I pull triggas to guns
That triggas to guns P.A. fool a named Bun
A nigga named Bun, no more sun, no shine

Say hello to the milly millameter
(Buck, buck, buck)
Money tight glock, bustin' shots
When I break yo ass off hot

Niggas catchin' lead to the head
I aim for the chest
Muthafuckas bulletproof vests
So I guess, when I start blastin', niggas start away
Dearly beloved, I had yo ass gathered

So I can lay you hoes in a line, you to a square
Put them on yo ass and bail on out
Pass the pen, Pimp C and Bird, I the blunt

Now surprise, surprise, I'm gettin' eyes
In this bitch a switch
I slang, bang then bail and burn
Scope now it's the return of the trill ass niggas