Luyện nghe bài hát Bitches

(Domo Genesis)

It's the 5-9 taper fade, sideline game
High time save a page, they already know the
Doms in this bitch I mean it's real sh*t taking
Money still the motive and I'm clocking it like Flava
(Hodgy Beats)
Let me my scarf off.
Five, four, three, two, one bitch.
Hodgy bout to logs, I be spitting 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)
what the fuck is you talking bout if you ain't gettin no money huh?
Broke n*ggas is talking loud I swear you n*ggas is bruh.
We what the fuck is up 2012, as fuck.
lifestyle, slow me down, double cup.
(Hodgy)
Old school visions, ambidextrous
I hands five o' clock, when your bitch lands by six.
She be quicksand better than the next n*gga, this man
Pockets swell up like a sick gland killing whole ambition
Bitch.
(Domo)
My hat says high cause exactly how I feel bitch,
All I need is green grass and gold on my bitch,
Watch me get it n*gga, I'ma it real quick
Hodgy drew the plan and Domo hit the kill switch.
(Hodgy)
I'm young fellow guy peddle by MellowHigh
Girlfriend never settles, why? Too in the meadows high.
Out to dena, I'm like I'm out the cleaners.
Hardwood like an angry beaver, I'm like my fucking t-shirt.
Get it?
(Domo)
A you never hand a random rapper eating cannibal
She can't refuse so I let her drink it like Danimals.
dude she wanna be with standing by camera crews
I let her snooze and dream none of them wishes tangible.
(Hodgy)
I'm like a Benjamin, it's all about the Benjamins
That's why people me and I ain't even friends with them.
Call a ho stall a ho, I'm also dope across the rope
Catch my fate, I bang grenades and beat your face til it's off throat.
(Domo)
shut the fuck up let me put this shit to sleep.
The shit he speak got him all ansty his Christmas week.
Silly me, riding several bitches with slim physiques.
And I'm see lights, camera, action like Mr. Cheeks.
(Hodgy)
Army fatigue, Bape for the league
No ghetto barrettes and down to the sleeve, for the fees
If she'll 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 for the influence, I be under that bitch and
It's a headlock when it to that grip
You ain't met a motherfucker done in that sick.
(Hodgy)
I'm the thing yet the I'm the best thing 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 hair
souls. Promise 90 retro, Ho.
(Domo)
Hey get out of the way cause i'm going AWOL
Bitch lay off the gas that they giving your tank dog,
Thinking that you better than me will get you off,
You either gotta win or go home, bitch the playoffs.
(Hodgy)
luxurious that a throwback with no low Jack no driver but it got doormats,
Zero to sixty in 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 shows that we be bugging groupie and we buzzin.
(Domo)
So meet me in the trap; it's down.
MellowHype leaning like the jaw of Brown.
(Hodgy)
Cops arrest me for a DUI
We don't need you to stop and listen.
Golf Bitch.