Luyện nghe bài hát Handcuff Your Hoes

(Chorus: The Luniz)
Handcuff your hoes, the is yours
Handcuff hoes, if the girl is yours
your hoes, if the girl is yours
Handcu-u-u-ff your

(Numskull)
This rap here to all you player haters
Hand your hoes, that goes to all you Captain Save-Hers
Me, my major industries gold teeth and
Been grindin' for nine and half years now I'm
Reclinin' tickets couldn't be lookin' me in the eye
I'm sigh now, that ass like Saturday Night Live (WHHHYYYY!)
Because I'm all they wife's thighs
But all jokes aside I yoke the ride and roll the up at the same time
While I drive I my heart and hope to die
Hella high, it's the mobb blowin' till we die
So haters do me a favor, your briide
I through when your husband's at the job
hunners got players, baby mammas feedin' me all kinds
of hibachi shrimp and I don't rock Versacci pimpin dudes
But when I'm through, you never I touched her
Got her screamin loud as hell like Tucker (aaaaah!)
Handcuff hoes

(The Luniz)
I step in the house (niggas snatch they hoes up quickly)
Niggas start breakin' out (cause they all get with me)
Cause they know they ain't faithful (and my eyes is on them all)
And I'll snatch if I'm able (hey, put this lighter on the balls)
Olly-olly-oxenfree, don't hesitate to give your to me

(Numskull)
Uh, I'm used to stabbin' top and border coochies
Just big booty, firm casabas, preferably (WITH BIG THIIIGHS!)
Makin' em they self up the wall easy
Off the expecting them, feel
Do me a favor, take your (HOME)
Before you find your (GONE)
It'll be for life, only players I'm beerin' at
I want the better in life
Nice, he ain't hearin'
I ain't the nigga to be buyin' clothes
they know that and still
So handcuff hoes (handcuff your hoes)

(Chorus: The Luniz)
Handcuff hoes, if the girl is yours
Handcuff your hoes, the is yours
Handcuff your hoes, if the is yours
your hoes (your hoes)

(Yukmouth)
Hey Mrs. Big Butt (why you cry?)
She fight all the (Oh my, my, my)
He's been cheatin' on you, but don't worry, please dry eyes
take a ride with smoke-a-lot, the master of high
(HOW HIIGGH!), enough to kiss the sky, on the real
I wonder why girls date fat guys
He must got his on tight, oh look up in the sky
(WHHHYYY!), now a Captain Save-Her fo' sure
Me like that no, no, no, no, no
I some hoes don't want to be a dumb-dummy
but don't around and disrespect my money
Like a gun take you away
And if you niggas act a fool, spray you with the AK
let me take the hoe (and go peacefully)
Let me skip the sunset (like tweed-de-lee-de-lee)
I to come and so do you
If you can take one nut then you can two
And true, we likes to party (TO PARTY!)
We likes to

(Chorus: The Luniz)
Handcuff your hoes, if the girl is
your hoes, if the girl is yours
Handcuff your hoes, if the is yours
Handcu-u-u-ff your (your hoes)
Handcuff your hoes, the girl is
Handcuff your hoes, if the is yours
Handcuff hoes, if the girl is yours
your hoes (your hoes), I'm breezy