Luyện nghe bài hát All My Bitches Are Gone

I to have a lot of bitches
down for me
Doin' I said, even hoe on the street
But I'm a dog and I dog my
Guerrilla pimpin', drivin' door cars
Ain't got no kids but bitches love daddy
They had to share me or them couldn't have me
Cause I'm a with a capital M
me $hort Dog baby, put the P in the Pimp
I keep my foot in your ass and wouldn't give a
Get out her pocket, you gettin' beat up
You see me hangin' with niggas like jock
And every single five mile, gettin' popped
now I got a rep and they say I'm wrong
I beat my broad ass and she moved home
in one night, I was buzzin'
Bitch to front me for fuckin' her cousin
She yellin', man, the bitch got raw
I took one step back and straight to her jaw
I gives a that the bitch left
Cause all she ever got was good dick
And it really ain't shit to find another
Cause I'm a cool motherfucker and I'm rich
(Yeah) Ant Banks in the and you know he knows
the mic nigga, fuck these hoes

Yeah, I'm thinkin' 'fore a nigga just came up
Playin' with the bitches
Thought a nigga change but
I was tight everything's all right
Doin' the same shit to a bitch every night
Just dickin'em like a gigolo
So you gotta peep game from a nigga
I'm too to get sprung so don't trip, tell'em
(Ain't no love, bitch)
So let's speak about a freak named
Fucked the bitch tough, at the Omni
I forget Constance, the bitch is so dumb
Quick to lick my nuts, suck my dick, and hum
And are just some hoes
That a like tossed up, kinda crossed up
Turned out and lost but I ain't
They all got
Used and abused till they all vamped
And left a stuck with no kind of get back
Now I get shook by the hoodrats
Cause they what the fuck they gon' get
for they cash and a mouth full of dick, huh
And I hate I be that way
Goin' vicious on bitches
Just all leave today
But I it won't last long
They fuck Ant Banks
Now all my is gone

All my bitches are gone, them bounced
I had a gang of'em, now they be found
They fuckin' with $hort Dog
I'm from Oakland

You fuck us bitch, somethin' gettin' broken
Your leg, arm, jaw, nose, a part
Oakland break your heart
Until you recognize game in your
You's a punk ass bitch, ain't been no place
I can't hold back, now's the
To leave your stank fake ass bitches behind
And move on a player
I'm knockin' hoes and even squares
Secretaries, nurses, and women
I'm flyin' first class, nigga, fuckin' flight
$Hort Dog ain't nothin' but a dog,
(Ain't nothin' new nigga, again)
All my are gone, them bitches cut
But I really give a fuck
I knew I didn't need that hoe
I got the game from the E-S-O
And you can tell when I hit the
All them bitches jump in my face
And get to the curb like I'm the mob
Unless they niggas blowjobs

Yeah, and when a bitch flirt
I put in work, treat'em all dirt
And them get they feelin's hurt
I'm a mack, hoe, listen to this rap, hoe
And you will not to fuck around
get slapped, hoe
For tryin' to up the Ant Banks program
Steady with your stanky ass toe jams
You're mad I wouldn't spend no time
I'm with the homies, makin'
bitches and writin' rhymes
I'm just doin' I got to do
I'm not with you
Because your funky ass cock is
So now I gotta get some new
old school bitches
That's still ridin' trues and
I want a freak with the gangsta
That Ant can hook
And the better know how to cook
Cause I'm a that'll eat some shit up
Macaroni, steak, collard greens, or whatever the
$hort, you know how we do'em
Treat bitches red lights and run right through'em
I got my mack on strong and my dick on
So fuck it, all my can stay gone

too

You know I'm sayin'?

Yeah,

Dog in the motherfuckin' house

Nah nigga, you in this

Bringin' this for nine-tre and nine-four
You know what I'm
Get in where you fit in,

you need a check up from the neck up

out
Fuck bitches, man
these bitches, $hort
get out of here, man