Luyện nghe bài hát Bitches

(Domo Genesis)

It's the 5-9 taper fade, sideline Laker
High save a page, they already know the name
Doms in this bitch I mean real sh*t taking place
Money still the motive and I'm clocking it like Flava
(Hodgy Beats)
Let me take my off.
Five, four, three, two, one bitch.
Hodgy bout to logs, I be spitting fire campin makin s'mores
My flow be trampling you whores, I'm suicidal, fuck the door.
I'm and, if, but and or.
(Domo)
Bitch what the fuck is you talking bout if you ain't gettin no money
n*ggas is talking loud I swear you n*ggas is funny bruh.
We what the is up 2012, clutch as fuck.
Fast lifestyle, slow me down, cup.
(Hodgy)
Old school visions, rhyme
I switch hands o' clock, when your bitch lands by six.
She will be quicksand better than the next n*gga, man
Pockets up like a sick gland killing your whole ambition
Bitch.
(Domo)
My hat says high cause exactly how I feel bitch,
All I need is grass and gold on my real bitch,
Watch me get it n*gga, I'ma it real quick
Hodgy drew the master plan and hit the kill switch.
(Hodgy)
I'm young fellow guy by reppin' MellowHigh
Girlfriend never settles, Too busy in the meadows high.
Out to dena, I'm like I'm out the cleaners.
Hardwood an angry beaver, I'm nuts like my fucking t-shirt.
Get it?
(Domo)
A phantom you never a random rapper eating cannibal
She can't refuse so I let her it like it's Danimals.
Handsome dude she be with standing by camera crews
I let her snooze and cause none of them wishes tangible.
(Hodgy)
I'm ballin' like a Benjamin, it's all about the
That's why people acknowledge me and I even friends with them.
Call a ho then stall a ho, I'm dope across the rope
Catch my fate, I bang grenades and beat your face til off your throat.
(Domo)
Please shut the fuck up let me put this to sleep.
The shit he speak got him all ansty his Christmas week.
Silly me, riding with bitches with slim physiques.
And I'm see lights, camera, action like Mr. Cheeks.
(Hodgy)
fatigue, Bape boxes for the league
No ghetto barrettes and weaves to the sleeve, for the fees
If packaged she'll be petite know how to roll up my
Her doing the deed and she don't really need shit.
(Domo)
They asking "Where you been?" They feel they got ditched.
Just look for the influence, I be under that and
It's a headlock when it to that grip
You ain't never met a done in that sick.
(Hodgy)
I'm the best thing yet the I'm the best next
I bet I'll mess with and jet around all these vets.
That don't know how to let go; this game is filled with a bunch of grey
souls. Promise 90 retro, Ho.
(Domo)
Hey y'all get out of the way cause i'm going
Bitch lay off the gas that they your head tank dog,
Thinking you better than me will get you taked off,
You either gotta win or go home, bitch the playoffs.
(Hodgy)
More that a throwback with no low Jack no driver but it got doormats,
to sixty in like 4 flat; you know any nigga that own that?
I ain't stuntin I'm a youngin, me and my we be thuggin
At our shows that we be bugging groupie and we buzzin.
(Domo)
So meet me in the trap; going down.
leaning like the jaw of Bobby Brown.
(Hodgy)
Cops arrest me for a DUI
We don't need you motherfuckers to and listen.
Wang Bitch.