Luyện nghe bài hát Someone To Love

[Hook: 2 x2
I had to these hoes
I had to give these hoes to love
I said I had to these hoes
I had to give these someone to love
This I'm doin'
This what I'm doin', it's easier drugs
I said this I'm doin'
This what I'm doin', it's than drugs

[Verse 1: 2
a P in the pot
Type of nigga, used to on a cot
Type of nigga, to get it and go
You the type that a ki to a cop
Type of nigga, have your in my spot
I'm the type to tie her in a knot
Type of nigga, a dream to a G
Type of nigga, that G to a drop
Turn around and a P on the lot
to say, "Give me codeine on the rocks"
Used to say, "Kiss it one time" that coochie was stankin'
I sprayed some Febreze on the box, in my socks
Picture of me with a block on the
Picture me
If I get gunned down
picture they gon' be holdin'
Pick up the paper,
Your bitch to get stolen, now it is a wrap
Talkin' aluminum
Touch that [?], what the fuck? Shoot a nigga playin'
me a bitch that is loyal
I sell her desert soil
Love me or me not
You go to my mama's spot

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[Verse 2:
I'm the to put the ki on the block
I'm the type to be the of the spot
Push button, ain't no key for the
Tatted my body, I that I'm Pac
Got these bitches fallin' to give me the box
Bet you wonder how I did it
Fell in love with sellin' drugs and I went and got a plug
And I made a little bit of money, spendin' hundred limits
I had to these hoes
I had to give these someone to love
Took them 5s and 10s and 20s, it up
Took them 50s, 100s, then I to the club
They can see what I'm
See I'm doin', it's easier than drugs
In the kitchen water whippin', flippin'
the digits, the blue money come
Got the Forgiatto on new Gallardo
avocado, ridin' through Chicago
Got the cup and lean in baby bottle
Got the shooters with me, black Mercedes
Shoe a bando
in peace [?]
My bitch came Cuba, the weed from Cali
But my Mexicano

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[Verse 3:
I do shit for my people now
They say young got the ether now
I'm sellin' this shit like now
I'm back to the teacher now
We're not the same, I'm a now
Came a long way from Regals now
How he hop out of two now?
That's what them bitches be
That's what them be sayin'
But hate is an trait
You want somethin' salty go shit in hand
out to Cap and his bitch
He got me whippin' my in a Glad
Look like I'm whippin' my in a Glad
All Rollie, is piss on my hand
I listen to man
God told me "give 'em the truth", I've been spittin' the truth
That you're spittin' ain't true
I'm a product, can prove
I'm ill in the booth
I'm known to kill in the booth, I'm known to spill in the
See I keep it better, never talk to a pillar
And I talk to these niggas, so