Luyện nghe bài hát Hoes In My Room

Fresh off the streets, just a show in Long Beach
Ready to relax, up my feet
Maybe smoke a blunt or two, that's I want to do
Broke out and called up the homeboy (What happenin' nephew?)
Oh, nothin' called, lookin' for some women who can fondle my balls
(Well you hit the right dogg, I can help you with
15 minutes, and I hit you right back)
Off to the hotel, I was indeed
the button in the 'llac to control the speed
Put one up in the air, the just stared
Waved my hands out the roof like I just ain't
Got to the tele and I slid the door
On to the elevator, hit the penthouse
And what would happen next time could tell
I got up to my room, and I was mad as hell (Ah! Damn!)

Who let hoes in my room? (These hoes)
Who let hoes in my room? (Did you let 'em in?)
Who let these hoes in my (I wanna know)
Who let hoes in my room?

Now it was five B.A.P hoes and they look trash
But one was midget, so we'll just say and a half
I was stuck speechless, couldn't my eyes
I do to deserve this unpleasant surprise?
And I was to myself, "This is just my luck"
my nigga bust in like "What the fuck!?"
(Oh it's Snoop!)

Who in the hell let them booger bears out cell (Not me)
And what they doin' in ya' Nigga make 'em bail (Yeah)
Got some bitches, dime bitches on they way (Okay)
And security, "Let 'em in, with no delay" (Ha Ha!)
So when they get here, they'll probably be like naked
Don't mean to trip out, but y'all got to dip out (Dip Out!)
Catch the up one floor
with the slidin' key for the door (Oh No!)
What the fuck goin' on? Shit, all around the world Luda, then the same song
Them bitches was so ugly, I 'em to go home

Who let these in my room? (Man who let these hoes in my room man?)
Who let these hoes in my (Did you let 'em in?)
Who let these hoes in my (Who let 'em in?)
Who let hoes in my room?

Now, these chicks wouldn't leave, they was to clown
One was 5'6 and weighed three pounds
(No she didn't come with a thong on
She did for the hell of it, big fat of it)
You can't separate me, I'ma you
ya' pussy smell like Pepe Le Pew
(You filthy, nasty, sick in the
Sitting in my dressing room with on ya' brain)
She said "I you to climb in this underwear, silly"
But I was turned off by her tupper-ware
(Fake bitches, break bitches, make
Kick rocks, when fucked up in they face
Tick-tock, you to get up out my space
Hey Ludacris get the fuck up out this place, let's bounce)
Then it got to my head, and something me
I know who let 'em in, it was O'Reilly (Faggot)
(Ya' white bread, nigga!)

Who let these hoes in my (Who let these hoes in my room?)
Who let these hoes in my (Did you let 'em in?)
Who let these hoes in my room? (I need to know, who let these in)
Who let these hoes in my (Ay, y'all gotta go)