Luyện nghe bài hát Scandalous Bitches

She was a brown skin, ebony honey love hip hop
Cut off tank-top, she make whole face drop
Hotbox, like it or not, she care what I got
She got her own dealin' in stocks

And in the backwoods, she to dust me off
Suck me off and then say, I be off
Tryin' to smoke with X, the Cali kush is makin' her
She must hate her clothes, she keeps takin 'em off

At the Palms Hotel on a Friday
Attack each other like animals the sky turn bright
it a night to remember, she went tellin' her sista
Then her sista turned around and told the to Melissa

Then got my number, started sendin' me pictures
In all type of different positions, man, this on a mission
Listen, a man is a man, handle his business
I a bad guy, just dealin' with scandalous bitches

I remember Xzibit used to push in a Caddy
I met this from the Valley, she said she wanted me badly
Now this is common in Cali the homies is savy
Bitches be givin' to niggaz and callin 'em Daddy

She in a brand new Lexus, just moved from
She came to California to model and be that next
Takin' pictures, tryin' to gain more acceptance
Maybe get jobs, try to politic some connections

I appreciate for X to the Z
My homie picked through my trash of talkin' to me
He fell in love with her ass and while she his place
Tryin' to tell another nigga what he got up in his

About the big hundred stacks and bricks to match
Forever watchin' his back, therefore he never
And when her nigga attack, he got a slug in his
He ain't a bad guy, just dealin' with bitches

I met this girl from the 'Natti, I got with her daddy
I made it up in my mind, is the girl I'ma marry
Now when you get married, the preparation is scary
You want your to get carried, you want your skeletons buried

She out to California next to me in a hurry
Her reputation was dirty but yo, that didn't me
I want to stop the insanity, try to me a family
Started my phone and brought her back to reality

Left her on the dresser, adios, motherfucker
I'm travelin' home from the road, I hear she fuckin' with
Now Usher don't know me but I got love for the homie
Even though everybody around me be thinkin' he

She everythin', said the rumors was phony
On the phone cryin', she love me, said she to hold me
"Yo, he ain't shit to me, Alvin, I was just into his
That was some bullshit, I'm sorry, I'm without him"

So I'm off to Miami, got invited to
By Mr. Raymond himself, yo, I ain't hatin'
Now we walk in the party, yep, guess who I see?
Lyin' bitch, said she was from N.Y.C.

He started wipin' the off of her face and her chest
And then she him a peck and then she looked to the left
And when she it was X, she started cryin' and trippin'
And dude was lookin' confused, the scene, it couldn't be

Now he pluckin' his chickens, I ain't gon' sock him or diss him
I'm from the West Coast where niggaz be fightin' for bitches
A little over-dramatic, in Rome I called him a
In front of millions of people, funny but shouldn't done that

I was makin' a joke, I mean to offend
Like when I introduced Destiny's as Boyz II Men
Listen, a man is a man, gon' his business
I ain't a bad guy, just with scandalous bitches

X, you ever get of, um
talkin' to you about 'Pimp My Ride'?