Luyện nghe bài hát Hoes In My Room

Fresh off the streets, just finished a in Long Beach
Ready to relax, up my feet
Maybe smoke a blunt or two, that's what I to do
out and called up the homeboy Snoop (What happenin' nephew?)
Oh, nothin' just called, lookin' for some women who can my balls
(Well you hit the dogg, I can help you with that
15 minutes, and I hit you right back)
Off to the hotel, I was ready
Slapped the button in the 'llac to the speed
Put one up in the air, the cops stared
Waved my hands out the roof like I just care
Got to the and I slid through the door
On to the elevator, hit the floor
And what would happen only time could tell
'Cause I got up to my room, and I was mad as (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 these hoes in my

Now it was five B.A.P hoes and they like trash
But one was midget, so we'll just say and a half
I was stuck speechless, believe my eyes
I do to deserve this unpleasant surprise?
And I was to myself, "This is just my luck"
Then my nigga bust in "What the fuck!?"
(Oh shit Snoop!)

Who in the hell let them booger out they cell (Not me)
And what doin' in ya' room? Nigga make 'em bail (Yeah)
Got some bitches, dime bitches on they way (Okay)
And told security, "Let 'em in, 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 elevator up one
Presidential the slidin' key for the door (Oh No!)
What the fuck on? Shit, all around the world Luda, then it's the same song
bitches was so ugly, I told 'em to go home

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

Now, these chicks wouldn't leave, was ready to clown
One was 5'6 and weighed three hundred
(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, separate you
Bitch ya' smell like Pepe Le Pew
(You filthy, nasty, in the head
in my dressing room with dick on ya' brain)
She said "I want you to climb in underwear, silly"
But I was turned off by her tupper-ware
(Fake bitches, break bitches, bitches
Kick rocks, when they up in they face
Tick-tock, you to get up out my space
Hey Ludacris let's get the up out this place, let's bounce)
it got to my head, and something reminded me
I know who let 'em in, it was O'Reilly (Faggot)
(Ya' bread, chicken-shit 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 room? (Ay, gotta go)