Luyện nghe bài hát Return

It all started with a Pimp C,
So what the is up?
'em somethin' good
Ease up my cut

'Cause if you don't wanna fuck wit a trill nigga
From the trill villa wit a steel trigga land of the killers
Pop pop there you go
bust 'em on yo ass if you don't ease up off me ho

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

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

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

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

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

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

steady catchin' lead to the head
I never aim for the
Muthafuckas bulletproof vests
So I guess, when I start blastin', niggas passin' away
Dearly beloved, I had yo ass gathered

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

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