Luyện nghe bài hát Powda 4 The Hoes

Check out heffa I'm a ghetto star
69 is my favorite car
Chew gets then here come the hoes
In the G-string and the sexy clothes
white powda jets across the dash
It's all about dope man of cash
Every day man an ounce to smoke
Game from the brain keep the broke
Money dope and pussy the corner don't stop
No time for the playa haters hoes jock and I'm over
Spittin I'm clean and sober
Indo got me feeling hoes want cola
like that man it's just like this
These can't have me so these hoes be pissed
All day everyday hittin corners
All day chewy aroma
you gets out all night fucking with a fat rat
You rubber band g's coming brickhouse
Check this out partna can you the skunk
Or the fine red scent the honey blunt
Do the things I do to the hoes wonder
But I'm dock in the and I'm over on the under

Chewy for my niggas for the hoes
When they panties come down bitch anything
(x3)

Mo powda Mo
Mo dank Mo
Mo Mo hoes
Mo Mo bank
Chewy boy do me I got tricks(?)
From Frisco to Flordia hoes shit
I eat potatos over
Cuties.. heffas.. nothing..
Call down on the if you think I'm bluffin
I money and pussy
You like and money
Is it different motha ain't a damn thing funny
And 30 dollar sacs sexy hoes moist
Jane and Pam is a cherries main choice
Cause these heffas like smoking budda by the bay
stop talking bitch and fire up that J..
a hoe..
Cocaine from the mo..
fuckas try to get as high as they can go
Honey stop..
New top..
Seatbelts.. look straight here come the
They gone.. mother the chewys back on
I slept with cutty chrome I see hoes on the
Carmel and Butterscotch.. both got ass
And I'm thinking to myself should I that gas
So I lit another fow one.. turned up the
Check the profile and the rear's handsome
Baby whats your
"Was her or me?"
It really don't matter cause I'm thinking a 3..
for the party..
for the rows..
Chewy for my niggas and for the hoes..

(x5)

I'm on the under at E and J.
Eating hashbrowns and grits just my way
Cause the munchies in the stomach the indo clouds
And these heffers get wet the 15's pound
Like "Oh Rap Daddy.. Sugar patty"
Get me and you will that I can make you happy but HOE
I got Jane and Pam
Where the fuck you from do you who I am?
A nigga that will melt in your fucking mouth
Without saying one word hoe my clout
An ounce of doja..
to the face..
Back up cause a nigga needs space
I'm a con.. and got to be right
with a mind Don King to make punk hoes fight
It seems you ready for the grind and bump
And this chewy got me fine and I'm thinking fucking
to sleep and waking up and eat
And I'm back in the cut with this zap code beat. (?)
The rat cat rat nigga why you do that
I'm over on the under but you sexy hoes knew

(x4)