Luyện nghe bài hát Broke Hos

You gotta have a
If you to be wit me
broke ho's is a no-no
Broke ho's is a n-o-, fa sho

I'm of these motherfuckers
Talkin' bout ass ho's
You motherfuckin' I'ma broke ass ho
Breakin' yo ass off every time I see you
I my cash man
Gotta have it, gon it, gon get it

Who's the mack, I'm the mack, you's the
a gangsta limpin' pimpin' like Pretty cone
Now it's herringbone I'm wearin' home

beloved, I'm so low-budget no gold nugget's
Chillin in the two do' cutlass ol' bucket

I it when them bitches call me J.J
Cause I'm the bebe, them bitches visit
on pay day

To get to buy leather coats
That's why I'm
broke bitches is a no no

Bitch that's like when that nigga
me to Vegas, his fat ass fell asleep
I got him for his Rolex, and his car keys(whaat)
When I initialed to the town
his triple gold for a playa's price(HAHA!)

My spin off the wall mic goes, psycho's
Therapy to carry me, and me
A bitch can't help less that bitch
Cause they ain't shit but and tricks
So I and gives the bitch the stolen grip
That left on my clothes and shit
Vogues and shit, for my hooptie, gucci
Me don't to no broke ass hoochie
Cause coochie stink
Think, your fa sho sho, bitch is a no no
Nigga's kick down you do' at the
She got your ass at the mo mo
Don't no why ya trustin the
Cause she ya dick
But he fuckin ya
In the mix, don't get it
bitches be broke as fuck
Knowin the they be posted up
Sellin but on Novero, make dinero
Or get the and half up yo narrow ass
I lay my pimpin like Ron O'Neal
Chill in the village, wit more
Clean dope fiend Willis, broke bitches kill me

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Oh, bitch ain't that Num the Luniz
Yeah, I heard that motherfucker got hella
You knowi'n, I'ma set the motherfucker up
Get him high wit this sunshine
And all mine, ohh yeah

I want to and that's it
that split
I didn't ya cause ya breath smelled like shit
I stayed cause you was lickin me
But then I got fed up because ya braid's was stickin me
Ya lookin like ya from the lagoon
But I ain't trippin I know that you'll be leavin soon
Bitch, you wit me cause you think dat I'm rich
You twenty mo' nigga's, then come to me
you got the itch
But I ain't got it punk, I use to
"Uh-uh, remember that day we was fuckin to hump"
The broke, and I jumped
Hit my head on the
I was amped, off of drank and the hamps

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