Luyện nghe bài hát We Don't Love 'em

Yeah, KLC DJ Wop, all about them hoes
I know my nigga, Wop love them hoes
My nigga KL, he ain't them hoes
My nigga Cult definitely ain't loving them
Do y'all know what's up with Mac nigga, feel it

To all the bitches, and all that shit
Running around with them tights on trying to the tricks
Running that dick chasing niggas with brand names
I see you tight coming, you it harder for the right woman

Off in the club giving a hug, trying to get some love
Letting put their hands on your glove
Off in the limo you and slim hoe, they hit the ass
And let partner and them know so now you on they demo

wrote a rhyme about cha
They told the world how got that out cha
All up in the too you with the groupie route boo
made you famous, your man's got to be your bitch
He saw the video and said all man that ain't shit

Instead of ending it he defending it, I'll give you much
Either he lame or your is pure gold with diamond clusters
But he a 'cause everybody fucked you
But he the only one saying he love you, a

Hoes, hoes, you know I'm 'bout hoes hoes
But I don't love them hoes, hoes, I'm way above hoes, hoes
Wop don't them hoes, hoes, KL don't love them hoes, hoes
Fiend don't love them hoes, hoes, Coonts don't them hoes
this out, hoes

I seen her in the house in shaking her ass
her eye at every nigga who passed
Trying to fell glass put his pants back
The ass fat but you backwards
A trip with a effect even don't have to

Simple you be after you caught up in the rapture
Me and my niggas point at you laughter
But get or try to understand you world
And what it did to make you such a ass girl

I know you laid with this nigga that you met last
You fucking him because his Land Cruiser's looking tight
Stroking, telling you that it was love at sight
But you realize that it was love for the night

Now you at the crib crying, you sick of all them lying
But you the one that's all the lying
Supplying the cat to all the niggas who be to mack
On the Celia you wants to be real

Now at the spot where the champagne pop
You in the corner getting wet in some rain drop
It's to you so you except it
It's unknown how many niggas you slept with

We don't love hoes, hoes
We love them hoes, hoes, I'm way above them hoes, hoes
I'm them hoes, check it hoes

My nigga slim, I let them hoes know I'm the 3rd yo
My name is Macadon and I'll get all up in em'
I gives a fuck I get nigga what
My DJ Wop told me to let them niggas know
What's up my girl Storm, she definitely in the
I'm from uptown so you niggas know I got all