Luyện nghe bài hát Bitches

(Domo Genesis)

It's the 5-9 taper fade, Laker game
High time save a page, already know the name
Doms in this bitch I mean it's sh*t taking place
still the motive and I'm clocking it like Flava Flav
(Hodgy Beats)
Let me take my off.
Five, four, three, two, one bitch.
Hodgy bout to barf logs, I be fire campin makin s'mores
My be trampling like 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 gettin no money huh?
Broke n*ggas is talking loud I swear you n*ggas is bruh.
We the fuck is up 2012, clutch as fuck.
Fast lifestyle, slow me down, cup.
(Hodgy)
Old visions, rhyme ambidextrous
I switch hands five o' clock, when your bitch by six.
She will be quicksand better than the n*gga, this man
Pockets swell up like a sick gland your whole ambition
Bitch.
(Domo)
My hat says high cause that's exactly how I bitch,
All I is green grass and gold on my real bitch,
Watch me get it n*gga, sell it real quick
Hodgy drew the master plan and hit the kill switch.
(Hodgy)
I'm young guy peddle by reppin' MellowHigh
Girlfriend settles, why? Too busy in the meadows high.
Out to dena, I'm fresh I'm out the cleaners.
Hardwood like an angry beaver, I'm like my fucking t-shirt.
Get it?
(Domo)
A phantom you never hand a rapper eating cannibal
She refuse so I let her drink it like it's Danimals.
Handsome dude she be with standing by camera crews
I let her snooze and dream none of them wishes tangible.
(Hodgy)
I'm ballin' like a Benjamin, it's all about the
That's why acknowledge me and I ain't 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 shit to sleep.
The shit he got him all ansty like his Christmas week.
Silly me, riding several bitches with slim physiques.
And I'm tryna see lights, camera, like Mr. Cheeks.
(Hodgy)
Army fatigue, boxes for the league
No ghetto and weaves down to the sleeve, for the fees
If packaged be petite know how to roll up my weed
Her doing's doing the deed and she don't really shit.
(Domo)
They asking Domo "Where you been?" feel they got ditched.
Just look for the influence, I be that bitch and
It's a headlock it come to that grip
You never met a motherfucker done in that sick.
(Hodgy)
I'm the best thing yet the I'm the best thing
I bet I'll mess with presets and jet all these vets.
That don't how to let go; this game is filled with a bunch of grey hair
dead souls. 90 retro, Ho.
(Domo)
Hey y'all get out of the way cause i'm AWOL
Bitch lay off the gas that giving your head tank dog,
that you better than me will get you taked off,
You either win or go home, bitch it's the playoffs.
(Hodgy)
More luxurious that a throwback no low Jack no driver but it got doormats,
Zero to in like 4 flat; you know any nigga that own that?
I ain't I'm a youngin, me and my n*ggas we be thuggin
At our that we be bugging groupie loving and we buzzin.
(Domo)
So meet me in the trap; going down.
MellowHype leaning the jaw of Bobby Brown.
(Hodgy)
Cops me for a DUI prohibition
We don't you motherfuckers to stop and listen.
Wang Bitch.