Luyện nghe bài hát Bitches

(Domo Genesis)

It's the 5-9 fade, sideline Laker game
High save a page, they already know the name
Doms in bitch I mean it's 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 barf logs, I be spitting fire campin s'mores
My flow be trampling like you whores, I'm suicidal, 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 you n*ggas is funny bruh.
We what the fuck is up 2012, as fuck.
lifestyle, slow me down, double cup.
(Hodgy)
Old visions, rhyme ambidextrous
I switch hands five o' clock, your bitch lands by six.
She will be quicksand than the next n*gga, this man
Pockets swell up like a sick gland killing your ambition
Bitch.
(Domo)
My hat says high cause that's exactly how I bitch,
All I need is green and gold on my real bitch,
Watch me get it n*gga, sell it real quick
drew the master plan and Domo hit the kill switch.
(Hodgy)
I'm young fellow guy by reppin' MellowHigh
Girlfriend never settles, why? Too in the meadows high.
Out to dena, I'm fresh I'm out the cleaners.
Hardwood an angry beaver, I'm nuts like my fucking t-shirt.
Get it?
(Domo)
A phantom you hand a random 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 cause none of wishes tangible.
(Hodgy)
I'm ballin' like a Benjamin, it's all the Benjamins
That's why people acknowledge me and I ain't friends with them.
Call a ho then stall a ho, I'm also across the rope
Catch my fate, I bang grenades and your face til it's off your throat.
(Domo)
Please shut the fuck up let me put this to sleep.
The he speak got him all ansty like his Christmas week.
Silly me, riding with several bitches with physiques.
And I'm see lights, camera, action like Mr. Cheeks.
(Hodgy)
Army fatigue, Bape boxes for the
No ghetto barrettes and weaves down to the sleeve, for the
If packaged she'll be petite know how to roll up my
Her doing's doing the deed and she really need 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 when it come to that grip
You ain't never met a done in that sick.
(Hodgy)
I'm the best thing yet the I'm the thing next
I bet I'll mess presets and jet around 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 get out of the way cause i'm going AWOL
Bitch lay off the gas that they giving your head dog,
Thinking that you than me will get you taked off,
You either win or go home, bitch it's the playoffs.
(Hodgy)
More luxurious that a 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 stuntin I'm a youngin, me and my we be thuggin
At our shows we be bugging groupie loving and we buzzin.
(Domo)
So meet me in the it's going down.
leaning like the jaw of Bobby Brown.
(Hodgy)
Cops arrest me for a DUI
We don't you motherfuckers to stop and listen.
Wang Bitch.