Luyện nghe bài hát All My Bitches Are Gone

I used to have a lot of
down for me
Doin' anything I said, 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 me or them bitches couldn't have me
I'm a Mack with a capital M
Call me Dog baby, put the P in the Pimp
I keep my in your ass and wouldn't give a fuck
Get out her pocket, bitch you beat up
You see me hangin' them niggas like jock
And single five mile, bitches gettin' popped
now I got a rep and they say I'm wrong
I my broad ass and she moved back home
in one night, I was buzzin'
Bitch tried to front me for fuckin' her
She started yellin', man, the got raw
I took one back and went straight to her jaw
I gives a fuck that the bitch
Cause all she ever got was good dick
And it really ain't shit to find bitch
Cause I'm a motherfucker and I'm hella rich
(Yeah) Ant Banks in the house and you know he
Grab the mic nigga, fuck these

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

All my bitches are gone, them bitches
I had a gang of'em, now they be found
They ain't fuckin' with Dog
I'm from Oakland

You fuck with us bitch, somethin' gettin'
Your leg, arm, jaw, nose, pick a
motherfuckers'll break your heart
Until you recognize game in your
You's a punk ass bitch, ain't never no place
I can't hold back, the time
To leave your stank fake broke ass bitches
And move on like a
I'm knockin' ghetto and even squares
Secretaries, nurses, and women
I'm flyin' first class, nigga, flight attendents
$Hort Dog nothin' but a dog, beeyatch
(Ain't nothin' new nigga, again)
All my bitches are gone, bitches cut
But I really don't give a
I always knew I didn't need hoe
I got the game from the E-S-O
And you can tell when I hit the
All them star-struck bitches jump in my
And get shot to the like I'm the mob
Unless they givin' blowjobs

Yeah, and a bitch wanna flirt
I put in work, treat'em all like
And watch get they feelin's hurt
I'm a mack, hoe, listen to this rap, hoe
And you know not to fuck around
get slapped, hoe
For tryin' to fuck up the Ant program
Steady saltin' with your stanky ass toe
You're mad I wouldn't spend no time
I'm with the homies, cash
bitches and writin' rhymes
I'm just what I got to do
I'm not fuckin' you
Because your funky ass is through
So now I get some new hoes
Some old bitches
That's still trues and vogues
I want a freak the gangsta look
Ant Banks can hook
And the better know how to cook
Cause I'm a nigga eat some shit up
Macaroni, steak, greens, or whatever the fuck
Yeah $hort, you how we do'em
Treat bitches like red lights and run through'em
I got my on strong and my dick on long
So it, all my bitches can stay gone

too

You know I'm sayin'?

Yeah,

$Hort Dog in the motherfuckin'

Nah nigga, you in this

Bringin' this shit for nine-tre and
You what I'm sayin'?
Get in where you fit in,

Before you a check up from the neck up

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