Luyện nghe bài hát HOE House

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

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

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

Indictment time, niggas out here dimes
I'm somewhere layin' low with my feet up on
Don't pay no mind, I'm just 'bout 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 they
Invested fifty in my
I in Christian Loub's, spike on my shoe like porcupine
Hitters in the spot, holdin' choppers, lookin' out blinds, yeah
I'm on the grind, ooh I been runnin' up iron,
My watch ain't regular, I got pointers in mine
I got a ho a dime, she never get out of line
She know if she say the wrong thing or out of turn
She can get

I issue dope out of my ho
I count money and blow out
I fuck groupies, I shows out
I lost niggas, I more out
Ain't business, stay in your lane
Ayy don't speak on shit you don't 'bout
All that and forth 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 my phone, talkin' 'bout time, you ain't mine
Niggas tryna get with the gang, nah, you ain't my