Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Y'all Hoes

If you claiming G-D
(Fuck hoes)
If you claiming V-L
(Fuck hoes)

If you ain't claiming Crips
(Fuck hoes)
If you ain't Bloods Then
(Fuck hoes)

If you claiming BHZ
(Fuck hoes)
If you ain't claiming North
(Fuck hoes)

If you ain't claiming Mound
(Fuck hoes)
If you ain't claiming
(Fuck hoes)

we are entertainers
We warfare
We ain't
But we will make you

I show you falling
I show you slippin'
I show you I knows
I dangling from the

You top that
Up in the
But in the they ho
You cool diff but so

But if he eat the
And wanna go for
Let's get guns out ho
I thank you fucking ho

I can fight nigga
I can whoop this
I can
(Gun loading)
(Gun Shots)
Boom, the trigger

I can rob boy
I can mob boy
I can call a killer
Do a job on boy

I can make fool
I can this fool
I can get off my five o'clock
Or ten news

I can a helping hand
I can be your fucking
I can his body stankin'
In a croquer can

If you ain't claiming
(Fuck hoes)
If you ain't claiming Homes
(Fuck hoes)

If you ain't claiming Home
(Fuck hoes)
If you ain't Walter Simmons
(Fuck hoes)

If you ain't claiming Smokey
(Fuck hoes)
If you claiming Evergreen
(Fuck hoes)

If you ain't LMG
(Fuck hoes)
If you claiming Dixie Homes
(Fuck hoes)

Don't with the Hypnotize C A M P
(A C)
small balls nigga feel me
Maybe I be what chu' the first lady

Triple Six put me through the doors getting
Now you
ass bitches in my face
Tryin' take my out of place
(You be bitch)

I be on some
Mixed with some
Smokin' on hay
On my way, on plat, "A"
("A")

I'm hittin' on small niggas
(That rob niggas)
Smoke
(With big mob figures)
That niggas
In ya

Get 'em they own pictures
I'm puss, and dankin' drankin'
Drank wit' warning
I them stagged up

And round wit' trick a heavy
I'm ski-mask
Engage up out of the back niggas
Pull the triggers and I keep a tone,

Dangers on, hustle
Sippin' on, a post
Papers on, but still I'm

If you claiming New Chicago
(Fuck hoes)
If you ain't claiming Roxy
(Fuck hoes)

If you ain't claiming Pussy
(Fuck hoes)
If you claiming Fowler Homes
(Fuck hoes)

If you ain't claiming then
(Fuck hoes)
If you ain't claiming then
(Fuck hoes)

If you claiming Mclemore
(Fuck hoes)
If you ain't Bunker Hill
(Fuck hoes)

No
You think this kid fucked up the fucking
Bitch you don't know that Knicca is a murder robber
Got yo motherfucking brother in the seat

Sweat drippin' off his neck, son of bitch you don't me
"Kopsta"
I hear the whispers in his fucking bed
"Knicca"

And you think you got strip than why don't you get with him
And if you stress me grab my 8.0 is you dead
Say, "Mister, cum a ya"
got 'em scared

If you claiming Hyde Park
(Fuck hoes)
If you claiming Ridge Grove
(Fuck hoes)

If you ain't Ridge Crest
(Fuck hoes)
If you ain't claiming then
(Fuck hoes)
If you ain't Germantown
(Fuck hoes)

If you ain't
(Fuck hoes)
If you ain't
(Fuck hoes)
If you naming

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