Luyện nghe bài hát Powda 4 The Hoes

Check out heffa I'm a ghetto star
69 is my favorite car
Chew gets rolled then here come the
In the G-string panties and the clothes
white powda jets across the dash
It's all about dope man plenty of
Every day man an ounce to smoke
Game from the brain keep the bitches
dope and pussy hits the corner don't stop
No time for the playa haters hoes come and I'm over
like I'm clean and sober
Indo got me feeling good hoes cola
It's like that man it's just like
heffas can't have me so these hoes be pissed
All day hittin them corners
All day chewy aroma
When you gets out all night fucking a fat rat
You rubber band g's coming stacks
Check this out partna can you the skunk
Or the fine red scent from the blunt
Do the I do to make the hoes wonder
But I'm in the cuts 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 hoes Mo
Mo Mo bank
Chewy boy do me I got tricks(?)
From to Flordia hoes ain't shit
I eat potatos over
Cuties.. heffas.. nothing..
Call down on the if you think I'm bluffin
I like money and
You pussy and money
Is it different motha fucker a damn thing funny
And 30 dollar make sexy hoes moist
Mary and Pam is a cherries main choice
Cause heffas they like smoking budda by the bay
Well stop talking 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 come the cops
gone.. mother fuck the chewys back on
I slept with cutty chrome I see on the phone
Carmel and Butterscotch.. they got ass
And I'm thinking to myself should I waste gas
So I lit fow one.. turned up the volume
Check the and the rear's quite handsome
Baby your name?
"Was her or me?"
It really don't matter I'm thinking about a 3..
for the party..
for the rows..
Chewy for my niggas and for the hoes..

(x5)

I'm over on the at E and J.
Eating hashbrowns and grits served my way
the munchies in the stomach from the indo clouds
And heffers get wet when the 15's pound
Like "Oh Rap Daddy.. Sugar patty"
Get with me and you will I can make you happy but HOE
I got Jane and Pam
Where the you from do you know who I am?
A nigga that will melt in your mother mouth
Without saying one hoe check my clout
An ounce of doja..
to the face..
Back up hoes a nigga needs space
I'm a con.. and got to be right
with a mind like Don to make punk hoes fight
It seems like you for the grind and bump
And this got me fine and I'm thinking about fucking
Going to and waking up and eat
And then I'm 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 hoes knew that

(x4)