Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Y'all Hoes

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

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

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

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

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

I you falling hoes
I you slippin' slopes
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 go for broke
get them guns out ho
I thank you former ho

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

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

I can make this
I can rape fool
I can get them off my five
Or ten news

I can lend a hand
I can be your friend
I can leave his stankin'
In a croquer can

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

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

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

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

Don't play with the C A M P
(A C)
Blowin' small balls 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 some
Mixed with Alizae
on some hay
On my way, on plat, "A"
("A")

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

No
You think this kid up the fucking problem
Bitch you don't 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 kinda hear the in his fucking bed
"Knicca"

And you think you got that strip than why you get with him
And if you wanna stress me grab my 8.0 is you
Say, "Mister, cum a ya"
got 'em scared

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

If you ain't claiming 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 ain't

Fuck y'all
y'all hoes
Fuck hoes

Fuck y'all
y'all hoes
Fuck hoes