Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Y'all Hoes

If you ain't G-D
(Fuck hoes)
If you ain't V-L
(Fuck hoes)

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

If you claiming BHZ
(Fuck hoes)
If you claiming North Memphis
(Fuck hoes)

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

we are entertainers
We trainers
We ain't
But we make you famous

I show you falling
I show you slopes
I you swiss I knows
I from the rows

You top Tokeo
Up in the
But in the streets ho
You they diff but so

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

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

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

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

I can lend a hand
I can be fucking friend
I can leave his body
In a garbage can

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

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

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

If you claiming LMG
(Fuck hoes)
If you claiming Dixie Homes
(Fuck hoes)

Don't play the Hypnotize C A M P
(A C)
Blowin' small nigga feel me
I be what chu' call the first lady

Triple Six put me through the getting money
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 some niggas
(That rob niggas)
coke
(With big mob figures)
That star
In ya

Get 'em recorded they own
I'm puss, and dankin' drankin'
Drank warning niggas
I poke them up

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

Dangers on, grown
on, burn a post
Papers on, but still I'm

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

If you ain't Hyde Park
(Fuck hoes)
If you ain't claiming Ridge
(Fuck hoes)

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

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

Fuck y'all
y'all hoes
Fuck hoes

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Fuck y'all
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