Luyện nghe bài hát HOE House

I issue dope out of my ho
I count money and smoke out
I groupies, I sell shows out
I lost niggas, I more out
Ain't your business, stay in lane
Ayy don't speak on shit you don't know
All that back and talkin'
If it's real then shots gos out, yeah
That's just how I feel about it, that's just how I'm
I'm cruisin' the with some bunnies, drop the ceiling
Ho callin' my phone, talkin' 'bout time, you ain't
Niggas get with the gang, nah, you ain't my kind

You my kind, pussy stand in line
Don't call my phone, when you do I hit
See shots gon' go out, they gon' ask me 'bout my
I was at my ho house with my dick all in that ho
Icebox got my wrist froze, on me seafood, I'm at
I got my lil young bitch, mouth open, trap don't ever close
I got my lil niggas on hot shit, ridin' with dracos
If they catch a charge don't worry 'bout it, I make those
Thumbin' through these in the bando with Big Dandro
I went crazy in Guns N Ammo, I think I'm Rambo
money, guns, and crime, BGE, yeah that's my famo
I handle like a candle
Pull a drive-by out a

I issue out of my ho house
I count and blow smoke out
I groupies, I sell shows out
I lost niggas, I more out
Ain't your business, stay in your
Ayy speak on shit you don't know 'bout
All that back and talkin'
If it's beef then shots gos out, yeah
That's just how I feel about it, that's just how I'm
I'm cruisin' the foreign with bunnies, drop the ceiling
Ho callin' my phone, 'bout time, you ain't mine
Niggas tryna get the gang, nah, you ain't my kind

Indictment time, out here droppin' dimes
I'm somewhere layin' low with my up on recline
Don't pay no mind, I'm just worried me and mine
You wasn't straight the start
You a fraud, I the signs
You lil so behind
You need to catch up like
Diamonds, ooh shinin'
Invested in my time
I walk in Christian Loub's, on my shoe like porcupine
Hitters in the trap spot, holdin' choppers, lookin' out blinds,
I'm on the grind, ooh I runnin' up iron, yeah
My watch ain't regular, I got them in mine
I got a ho a dime, she never get out of line
She know if she say the thing or speak out of turn
She can get

I issue out of my ho house
I count money and smoke out
I fuck groupies, I shows out
I lost niggas, I more out
Ain't your business, in your lane
Ayy don't on shit you don't know 'bout
All that back and talkin'
If real beef then shots gos out, yeah
That's just how I feel it, that's just how I'm feelin'
I'm the foreign with some bunnies, drop the ceiling
Ho callin' my phone, talkin' 'bout time, you mine
tryna get with the gang, nah, you ain't my kind