Luyện nghe bài hát Big Pimpin' (extended Version)

Uh, uh uh uh
It's big pimpin
It's big pimpin, G's
me uh-huh uhh, uh-huh
Ge-ge-geyeah,
Ge-ge-geyeah,

You know I thug em, em, love em, leave em
Cause I don't fuckin' em
em out the hood, keep em lookin' good
But I don't fuckin' em
First time they fuss I'm
bout, "What's the reasons?"
I'm a pimp in sense of the word, bitch
Better trust believe em
In the cut I keep em
'Til I need a nut, 'til I need to beat the
Then it's, beep and I'm pickin' em up
Let em play with the in the truck
Many chicks want to put Jigga in cuffs
him and split his bucks
Just you got good head, I'm a break bread
So you can be it up? Shit I
Parts with nothin', y'all be
Me give my to a woman?
Not for nothin', happen
I'll be 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 cheese
em out now
Big pimpin', on B.L.A.D.'s
We big pimpin up in N.Y.C.
It's just that Jigga Man, C, and Bun B
Yo yo yo big pimpin, spendin'
We 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

Nigga it's the big rap impresario
Comin' up out the black barrio
Makes a mill' up off a hoe
Then sit and peep my scenario
Oops, my bad, my scenario
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 shit
And if you catch a lick I spit, then it won't be a little hit
Go read a book you illiterate son of a bitch and up yo' vocab
be surprised if yo' hoe stab out with me
And you see us comin' on yo' slab
Livin' fabulous, so mad, you just can't take it
But nigga if you I
you wait while I get yo' bitch butt-naked, just break it
You gotta pay like you weigh wet wit two pairs of on
Now get yo' ass to the as I'm flyin' to the track
Timbaland let me spit my on
it up in the pro-zone
That's the that we breakin' these hoes on
the track that we flows on
But when shit get hot, then the glock start poppin' 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
Gettin' blowed 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
we be big pimpin' in P.A.T.
It's that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and Bun B nigga

Uh out, throwin' up, keepin' 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 can't fuck with
If I rappin' baby, I would still be ridin' Mercedes
Chromin' shinin' sippin' daily, no rest until pay me
Uh now y'all know bout them Texas boys
Comin' in candied toys, smokin' weed and talkin' noise

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