Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Y'all Hoes

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

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

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

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

Bitch we are
We trainers
We gangbangers
But we will make you

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

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

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

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

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

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

I can a helping hand
I can be fucking friend
I can his body stankin'
In a garbage can

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

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

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

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

play with the Hypnotize C A M P
(A C)
Blowin' balls nigga feel me
Maybe I be chu' call 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 Hennesy
Mixed some Alizae
Smokin' on hay
On my way, on plat, "A"
("A")

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

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

And round trick a heavy niggas
I'm talkin'
Engage up out of the seat niggas
Pull the triggers and I a tone, world-rone

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

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

If you claiming Pussy Valley
(Fuck hoes)
If you claiming Fowler Homes
(Fuck hoes)

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

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

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

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

And you you got that 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"
Koopsta got 'em

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

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

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

Fuck hoes
Fuck y'all
Fuck hoes

Fuck y'all
Fuck y'all
Fuck y'all