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', four door cars
got no kids but them bitches love daddy
They had to share me or bitches couldn't have me
Cause I'm a Mack with a M
me $hort Dog baby, put the P in the Pimp
I keep my foot in your ass and wouldn't a fuck
Get out her pocket, you gettin' beat up
You see me hangin' with them like jock
And every single five mile, bitches gettin'
Well now I got a rep and say I'm wrong
I beat my broad ass and she back 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 a fuck that the bitch left
Cause all she ever got was some good
And it really ain't shit to another 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 hoes

Yeah, I'm thinkin' back 'fore a just came up
Playin' games the bitches
Thought a might change but
I was thinkin' everything's all right
Doin' the shit to a different bitch every night
Just down like a gigolo
So you gotta peep game a nigga though
I'm too young to get sprung so trip, tell'em
(Ain't no love, bitch)
So let's speak about a freak named
the bitch tough, backstage at the Omni
I can't forget Constance, the bitch is so
Quick to my nuts, suck my dick, and just hum
And are just some hoes
a nigga like tossed up, kinda crossed up
Turned out and lost but I trippin'
all got tramped
Used and abused they all just vamped
And left a nigga with no kind of get back
Now I get shook by the hoodrats
Cause they know what the fuck they get
Took for they cash and a mouth of dick, huh
And I hate I gotta be 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 bitches
I had a gang of'em, now can't be found
They ain't fuckin' with Dog
I'm from Oakland

You with us bitch, somethin' gettin' broken
leg, arm, jaw, nose, pick a part
Oakland break your heart
Until you recognize game in your
a punk ass bitch, ain't never been no place
I hold back, now's the time
To leave stank fake broke ass bitches behind
And move on a player
I'm knockin' hoes and even squares
Secretaries, nurses, and police
I'm flyin' first class, nigga, fuckin' flight
Dog ain't nothin' but a dog, beeyatch
(Ain't nothin' new nigga, again)
All my bitches are gone, them cut
But I don't give a fuck
I always knew I didn't that hoe
I got the from the motherfuckin' E-S-O
And you can tell when I hit the
All them bitches jump in my face
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 them get they feelin's hurt
Cause I'm a mack, hoe, listen to rap, hoe
And you will know not to fuck
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
Pullin' bitches and rhymes
I'm doin' what I got to do
I'm not with you
your funky ass cock is through
So now I gotta get some new
Some old school
That's still trues and vogues
I want a freak with the look
That Ant Banks can
And the bitch better know how to
Cause I'm a nigga eat some shit up
Macaroni, steak, collard greens, or the fuck
Yeah $hort, you how we do'em
Treat bitches like red and run right through'em
I got my mack on strong and my dick on
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 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
Fuck these bitches,
get out of here, man