Luyện nghe bài hát Cash Sniffin' Noses

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

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

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

She cracking
So I called up and Monrovia and Valencia
I got some from Pomona and her sister Corona
It ain't nothing like them hoes in southern

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

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

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

You might be
But I been doing the platinum pose
on 128 girl
What? I'll be over

Magazines me in photos
I put out with three dime slamming four doors
And if I can use in relation to hoes
I probably fucked San Fernando's daughter, Barbera

And her best Alameda and Sierra
And little sister Covina
And I don't know what you
Whether you turned the cat in the bitch

the only manipulation weapon you got
Knoc-Turn'al ain't the one to fall victim to your
Before I save a hoe from the
Her great grandchildren's will rot
a hoe

I'd rather have money and a multiple spitting glock
Four with multiple cars investing my chips in stock
Even if I can't spell dow jones I still out fat knocks
It don't

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

say this is a man's world
Can't understand it
All you ever wanted was a man like Chante
You know us never have one woman

And you need us we never come running
That's why now you think your ex again
You to page him just to have sex with him
But instead you better your next of kin

And complain these ballers let you in
She love you she loves money and sex
Bitches shoot you in the head for a
I know the bitch is a dick

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

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

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

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