Luyện nghe bài hát Big B's

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

[Verse 1: Thug]
of hunnids, real big Bentley
Hublot, nigga get business
lotta hoes, nigga get your women, heh
Stuff 'er with the pole, come and get your nigga
Big business, talk shit Williams, ooh
Catch 'em at the sipping, fuck around they missing, hold on
Big pimping, iced out my crew now my mission
C, I ain't doing that, I'ma fuck her on the sheets, yeah
And all my niggas loyal 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 swinging like Bizzy B, woah
Outdated tag on a Bentley B (Bentley B)
Two tone wire bag, R, park it on the streets, yeah, hold on
Two tone bag, big tires tear up the streets, rwar
Looking at your kid, I might be the (sheesh)
65 pointers in the sheesh (damn, woah, sheesh)
on the backside tearing up my skin, sheesh
Uh, your old man tryna do it me, sheesh

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

[Verse 2: Chance The
I got on my card
Put some on they books, that's a yard
I declare war on the beast for my God,
3 mil off the new hat
If I could go back, I the two cap
me in my city like Cusack
Get a beat and I'll loop that
Get a money, I'll oop that
it with my niggas in the group chat
Left for a then I flew back
Had to ask Bruce "where the at?"
Had to ask "where the truth at?"
Now I can't ride with the roof
Tell 'em I don't play around with people's kids
Got an office in the
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 prayer card for the good luck, ay
Bra push up I pull up, ay
Got a money from the tour, yeah
Spend it all on baby 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 too friendly
Bought a baby Benzo and Kenzo just for Kensli
Wake up real early but I eat
Go and hit the streets that brief case
Time to shake down cheap skate
You tell he's lying, cheesecake

[Verse 3: Thug]
Make a bitch tap out
Then put you in the fours with a big body
Bitch said nigga to stop got 100 racks on me
Can't fit in my
I'm a street nigga, I'ma eat me some soup, let my bitch eat pasta
Told niggas ain't stopping
Black in my wallet, I'ma feed my partner
I was at one of my shows feeling like with the pink Margielas
We was tryna beat a capital, riding around the town with the pink Beretta
When I got in touch with the money, me and shawty around and filled my schedule
Momma just sent me a picture got Indian in my through my God damn nana
Young nigga fucked 'round, dropped out school, learned it all through the ID
Young nigga fucked around and ran out of in the .40, got to get a banana
young niggas go brazy, done got that money, they still might pop
So many blue faces on me right now, nigga still gamble
35 racks for the factories, I steal
I no rapper nigga, I teach ya
I'm a big dog, no pedigree, I eat
Boomerang bitch sweet, she coming back

Chance The Rapper]
Please,
Treat me you know who I am
Please,
I know who I am, uh