Luyện nghe bài hát Bitches

(Domo Genesis)

It's the 5-9 taper fade, sideline Laker
High time save a page, already know the name
in this bitch I mean it's real sh*t taking place
Money still the motive and I'm it like Flava Flav
(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 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 is up 2012, clutch as fuck.
Fast lifestyle, me down, double cup.
(Hodgy)
Old visions, rhyme ambidextrous
I hands five o' clock, when your bitch lands by six.
She will be quicksand better than the n*gga, this man
Pockets swell up a sick gland killing your whole ambition
Bitch.
(Domo)
My hat says high cause exactly how I feel bitch,
All I need is green grass and on my real bitch,
me get it n*gga, I'ma sell it real quick
Hodgy drew the master and Domo hit the kill switch.
(Hodgy)
I'm fellow 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 beaver, I'm nuts like my fucking t-shirt.
Get it?
(Domo)
A you never hand a random rapper eating cannibal
She can't so I let her drink it like it's Danimals.
Handsome dude she wanna be standing by camera crews
I let her snooze and dream cause none of them tangible.
(Hodgy)
I'm ballin' like a Benjamin, it's all the Benjamins
why people acknowledge 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 face til it's off your throat.
(Domo)
Please the fuck up let me put this shit to sleep.
The shit he speak got him all ansty like his week.
Silly me, riding several bitches with slim physiques.
And I'm tryna see lights, camera, like Mr. Cheeks.
(Hodgy)
fatigue, Bape boxes for the league
No ghetto and weaves down to the sleeve, for the fees
If packaged she'll be know how to roll up my weed
Her doing's doing the and she don't really need shit.
(Domo)
asking Domo "Where you been?" They 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 never met a motherfucker done in sick.
(Hodgy)
I'm the best thing yet the I'm the best next
I bet mess with presets and jet around all these vets.
That don't know how to let go; this game is filled a bunch of grey hair
dead souls. 90 retro, Ho.
(Domo)
Hey y'all get out of the way cause i'm going
Bitch lay off the gas that they giving your tank dog,
Thinking that you better me will get you taked off,
You either gotta win or go home, it's the playoffs.
(Hodgy)
More luxurious that a throwback with no low Jack no but it got doormats,
to sixty in like 4 flat; you know any nigga that own that?
I stuntin I'm a youngin, me and my n*ggas we be thuggin
At our shows we be bugging groupie loving and we buzzin.
(Domo)
So me in the trap; it's going down.
leaning like the jaw of Bobby Brown.
(Hodgy)
Cops arrest me for a DUI
We don't need you to stop and listen.
Golf Bitch.