Luyện nghe bài hát I Don't Like

Girls that do girls,
That's that I don't like
in the mouth,
Bitch her out,
That's that shit my girl
I'm layin' back with my up, bad bitch, D cups
All I had was one molly and she took half,
I just licked my thumb and thumbed through that pussy a catalog
All my niggas wanna fuck, and she gon let us a salad bar
that's right, real shit
Murderer I kill
Cash Money, cash cow that never cry over spilled
I'm way high on the highway, my girl to get my lies straight
My machine gun go "brrrrr" like I got that on vibrate
Niggas think they hot, I cut off the hand they fan
Call me DMX, cause I keep me a bad
T called some of them hoes up, G roll up
I'm gettin' bread like cold cuts, she suck dick till her run, yeah

A rich nigga that that shit don't like
All you pussies, naw none of yo pussy's tight
head while I drive make me run lights
These hoes wanna my dick you gotta hitchhike
No lie, I'm fuckin' bitches and paid
She suck my dick for 60 seconds and all my Minute Maid
No lie, I'm paid and fuckin' bitches
The Feds on me, switch plates
In the streets we call that washin'
Left hand on steering wheel, right hand on the nine-milly
T-roll my blunt as a lifespan then I kill it
Eatin' pussy, tongue kissin' and all
She ridin' a nigga so fast, my dick feel it's been carjacked
Two guns drawn, art class, what is thats y'all ass
Mo money, mo money, we mo like tall grass

We are not one and the
Blood is the game, you run in my
I bagged your bitch then her
Now come get your from baggage claim, nigga!
Dr. Carter, her harder
All my bald, nigga
And guess what? I'm the
I'm too high if I come my fat pockets my shock absorber
Like Hang Gathers I'm a diaballer, you flamin' faggots put him out with
Ugh! See that's that shit I don't
Knock off your whole left side, now you all
Yeah diamonds, Vanilla Ice
My nigga Tunechi, yeah that nigga
4, ho
(My nigga Tunechi, yeah nigga nice)
CB fuck me!