Luyện nghe bài hát Get Crunk

For the hoe ass
This for the niggas, hoe ass
at the nigga right next to you, look at him
Is he real, is nigga real, is that girl real
Is that real, huh

He a hoe, he a hoe, he a hoe, he a hoe
If nigga owe you money, he a hoe, he a hoe
She a hoe, she a hoe, she a hoe, she a hoe
If that hoe let you fuck, she a hoe, she a hoe
He a hoe, he a hoe, he a hoe, he a hoe
If he don't sell you weed, he a hoe, he a hoe
She a hoe, she a hoe, she a hoe, she a hoe
If she wanna give you head, she a hoe, she a hoe

call me Thunder Cat 'cause I got so many hoes
They call me cookie man I sold so many O's
Did a lot of shows, a lot of cash
out the Benz, jumped in a Jag
Jumped out the Jag, then I hopped in a
Guess what I drop, underground this
But get ready, for the shit to hit the air
And bitch you smoking endo, so I don't care

He a hoe, he a hoe, he a hoe, he a hoe
If that owe you money, he a hoe, he a hoe
She a hoe, she a hoe, she a hoe, she a hoe
If that hoe let you fuck, she a hoe, she a hoe
He a hoe, he a hoe, he a hoe, he a hoe
If he don't wanna you weed, he a hoe, he a hoe
She a hoe, she a hoe, she a hoe, she a hoe
If she don't wanna you head, she a hoe, she a hoe

Say flip, at all these hoes
Some are but it's niggas also
I'm tired of tention, when walking in places
Niggas is hating, I'm fin to hurt they
Change the paces, winning the
I'm making, cookies a nigga baking
Feeling my status, average
Lil Ron be ready for all that

We got automatics, nigga we thuggin'
Nigga we still hustlin', all the still loving
The way that we flowing, the cars that we
The way that we hustle, that's the way we
Going to shows, going to clubs, riding on blaze, riding on
We the south, we country as hell
smoking brown weed, we got that funky smell
The dro and the do-do, the blueberry
on low-lows, flip there go the po-pos
Step out, let me see license and your insurance, nah 'cause

You a hoe, you a hoe, you a hoe, you a hoe
If the laws you over, he a hoe, he a hoe
She a hoe, she a hoe, she a hoe, she a hoe
If she want support, she a hoe, she a hoe
He a hoe, he a hoe, he a hoe, he a hoe
If he up your car, he a hoe, he a hoe
She a hoe, she a hoe, she a hoe, she a hoe
If she up your Bentley, she a hoe, she a hoe

I ain't never the type to be in love with a hoe
Instead I'm trying to leave out the club a hoe
A basket case, I in a bastard's face
Walk in, crash the party and trash the
Fuck it I tried to tell 'em, some niggas wouldn't it
Too bad, you of seen it coming like a psychic
Then it's, to the Benz that's sitting on chrome men
Waving at the hoes, yelling then

He a hoe, he a hoe, he a hoe, he a hoe
If that owe you money, he a hoe, he a hoe
She a hoe, she a hoe, she a hoe, she a hoe
If hoe won't let you fuck, she a hoe, she a hoe
He a hoe, he a hoe, he a hoe, he a hoe
If he wanna sell you weed, he a hoe, he a hoe
She a hoe, she a hoe, she a hoe, she a hoe
If she wanna give you head, she a hoe, she a hoe

Ki's from over seas for me, that's some cain
30 G's and lanes, that's just some change
Bows from hoes, you know, that's just them thangs
Listen to my pimp game, listen to my pimp
Yeah, fuck 'em, my let 'em suck 'em and let 'em go
Mississippi, p-p-pimping, fa sho
down, gripping grain up on the do'
On the flo man you slow and not knowing she's a hoe
You give her all feelings, she giving me all your do'
I'm shopping all day for polo and
Weed greed man, her pussy is you need
I'll fuck her in the puss, she you all them seeds

All my down south get crunk, get crunk
And all my eastcoast niggas get crunk, get
All the westcoast niggas get crunk, get
All the up north get crunk, get crunk
All the midwest get crunk, get crunk
All the K.C. niggas get crunk, get
All the H-town niggas get crunk, get
All the Pensacola niggas get crunk, get

Whenever you see a hoe, 'em out, point 'em out
Whenever you see a hoe, point 'em out, 'em out
Even if you a hoe, point 'em out, point 'em out
you see a hoe, point 'em out, point 'em out

All my Mississippi niggas get crunk, get
All my Mississippi get crunk, get crunk
All my Mississippi niggas get crunk, get

That's all I know my
Nah, for real
rouge, you know I'm talkin' bout
Oklahoma coming and L.A.