Luyện nghe bài hát Nevehoe

(Repeat 3x)








up off it!

(Anybody Killa)
Quit
Actin' like I don't what you up to
I see right you
So you gonna do?
Never will you step a around me again
hangin' with you I can't win
Some of the people in this world is some up hoes
Brown nose, I suppose, that's how it
But I sit back watchin', dollars
With a smirk on my face for you to holla
So I can say nevehoe, nope, what you
All up in my face, tryna thug, stinkin'
You can get the barrel from my homey, Shaggy's
All up in your face in case ya taste a hot one
I got no for them marks
Punks, hoes,
ass bitches
So stay away and come to close
'Cause you know who may wanna come and slit ya throat

(Chorus 2x)

You gettin' shit


up off it!

(Shaggy 2 Dope)
I can't stand a muthafucka you
When my in mind, I don't care what you into
I got too many mouths to from kids to mothers
My wife and and too many others
See I'm being tryin' to on
you sit back and see me as a jar of Grey Poupon
I should'a stuck my dick in your mouth
Gave your chocolate donuts and bounced the fuck out
I go home and meditate with sage
brush off these forked tongues like back in the day
But new name is vittle fingers
'Cause your a bank account raper tryin' to my dinners
Just another crackhead
It down to you ain't rapin' me again
Nevehoe, bitch, for now and
Just get your out my cookie jar you fuckin' whore

(Chorus 4x)

You ain't gettin'


up off it!

(Anybody Killa)
Nevehoe, not no mo'
'Cause all your true colors are to show
Greedy ass, hand in the jar
Tryna get a fistful but it's just too
Let me catch you again, I thought I never
Tryna take what's mine but you ain't that
Runnin' a hatchet

We don't stop, so you no cream of our crop

(Shaggy 2 Dope)
Twelve years in game, for what?
So you can a teller out my butt, BITCH!
Now fuck that, it's time for chokin'
Crackin' those open, 'cause your drunk and smokin'
Spittin' out babies like your spit game
Shitloads of money in fifteen of fame
Nevehoe, no, I the one
I pack one, but I do got a gun

(Chorus 4x)

You ain't shit


up off it!

What, what..? that shit in bitch, what?!..
(Stay up off it!)
Man, don't even touch my weed, dog I will that lip..(Stay up off it!)
Don't, don't, don't...you gettin' no ride, fuck you, you ain't got no gas money (Stay up off it!)
Naw, hoe even fuckin' worry about my bank account bitch!
(Stay up off it!)