Luyện nghe bài hát Cash Sniffin' Noses

Mac where you at?
(Aah)
I they all could be California
I wish they all be California
I wish they all could be hoes

bitches
(Tim dog)
Some bad
Bitch you digging in the wrong bitch
Ain't no gold in
Fucking with the wrong
Knoc-Turn'al, Capone, Short Dog

I knew a tight white named Marianna
She right around the corner from Temecula
See I was bored, I fucked both of them before
So I called my other bitch

She wasn't
So I called up Hesperia and Monrovia and
I got some pussy Pomona and her sister Corona
It ain't nothing like them hoes in California

I knew a bitch named
She had a cousin the name Santa Ana
It was for Anaheim
I got high in Riverside with and Rosarito
And Santa Clarita and

I'm to meet you
I've been all the world
And with a thousand girls
And homeboy I know what you have been told
But Eskimo pussy is mighty
(Brrr)

These hoes, these hoes, hoes
Got sniffin' noses
All around the globe back to
Everywhere I go all up on us
hoes, these hoes, these hoes
Got cash noses

You be gold
But lately I been doing the platinum
on 128 girl
What? be right over

choreograph me in photos
I put out with three pieces slamming four doors
And if I can use in relation to hoes
I probably fucked San daughter, Santa Barbera

And her best friend Alameda and
And Ramona's little sister
And I don't know what you
Whether you the cat in the night bitch

Still the only weapon you got
Knoc-Turn'al the one to fall victim to your plots
Before I a hoe from the block
Her great grandchildren's corpses rot
a hoe

I'd rather have money and a multiple round spitting
mansions with multiple cars investing my chips in stock
Even if I spell dow jones I still pull out fat knocks
It stop

hoes, these hoes, these hoes
Got cash sniffin'
All the globe back to California
Everywhere I go all up on us
These hoes, these hoes, these
Got cash sniffin'

They say is a man's world
Can't understand it
All you wanted was a man like Chante Moore
You know us ballers never one woman

And when you us we never come running
That's why now you about your ex again
You want to him just to have sex with him
But you better call your next of kin

And these ballers won't let you in
She love you she loves money and sex
shoot you in the head for a Rolex
I know the is a dick fiend

I her one night when she was sixteen
I know it seems a long time ago
But I fucked her again she was twenty four
Bitch, I'm an old school vet, they call me Too

Look woman in the eyes
What she do it Biyatch
You these hoes man
do anything if they think it's for the money, that's why

These hoes, these hoes, these
Got cash noses
All around the globe back to
Everywhere I go all up on us
These hoes, these hoes, these
Got cash sniffin'

These hoes, these hoes, hoes
Got cash sniffin'
All around the globe back to
Everywhere I go all up on us
These hoes, these hoes, hoes
Got cash noses