Luyện nghe bài hát Rich Whores

Oh my God.
Did you hear the new Man album ?
I Gucci Man !
I Kreayshawn !
Lets get it bumpin' bumpin', !
is for my hoes,
hoes in the clothes.
Who use they bill to put the powder in they nose.
I my hoes,
hoes in the clothes.
Who use dollar bill to put the powder in they nose.
Rich whore, whore,
spending at the store.
Line it up, it up,
sniff more, more !
Rich whore, whore,
spending at the store.
it up, line it up,
sniff more, sniff !
What up, bitch ? I you go to FIDM.
What up, ? I see you dancin' with no rhythm.
What up, bitch ? I know you that gangsta rap,
but you'll probably piss your pants if you seen the track.
I fuckin' hated school, but i my trapper keeper.
That's i kept my work,
go and ask my teacher.
I got features,
"Did you major in ?"
Well, I did, and that noise.
I'm a prodigy.
Honestly, I'm a bonafide problem child.
I was born hella steez,
you had to go buy style.
Spice, Ginger spice,
hustle hard Fisher Price.
You offer up a lines,
I hit the Swisher twice.
Spice, Sporty Spice,
hustle hard for nights.
days, 40k, forty hoes, forty wives,
fourty students who designing all my merchandise.
And she shallow,
damn, she be my perfect wife !
is for my hoes,
hoes in the clothes.
Who use they dollar to put the powder in they nose.
I my hoes,
hoes in the clothes.
Who use dollar bill to put the powder in they nose.
Rich whore, whore,
spending at the store.
Line it up, it up,
more, sniff more !
Rich whore, whore,
spending at the store.
Line it up, it up,
sniff more, more !
What up, ? I heard you go to FIDM.
up, bitch ? I see you dancin' with no rhythm.
What up, bitch ? I know you like gangsta rap,
but you'll probably your pants if you ever seen the track.
Broke house, house,
crack house, house,
art loft, sky freight, sky penthouse.
We in the suite,
and the is mayne.
A rapper about it so she had the system lame.
Her in an indie band,
and he got a mustache.
The music's lame,
he like a muskrat.
that, co-sign it, take it to the bank.
You can put a pig in makeup,
but you cant a skank.
I'm sharper than a shank and my stank.
My life is a work of art,
your canvas blank.
So add a little color, put some on your palette.
Because I fill galleries, them painter hoes is mad at me !
Line it up, line it up, it up,
it !
Line it up, it up, line it up,
it !
Chop it up, chop it up, it up,
it !
Chop it up, it up, chop it up,
it !
is for my hoes,
hoes in the clothes.
Who use they dollar bill to put the powder in nose.
I my hoes,
in the second-hand clothes.
Who use they dollar bill to put the powder in nose.
whore, rich whore,
spending at the store.
Line it up, it up,
sniff more, sniff !
Rich whore, whore,
at the thrift store.
Line it up, it up,
sniff more, more !