Luyện nghe bài hát We Don't Love 'em

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

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

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

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

Instead of ending it he defending it, give you that much
Either he lame or your pussy is pure gold with clusters
But he a buster 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 hoes, hoes, I'm way above them hoes, hoes
Wop don't love them hoes, hoes, KL love them hoes, hoes
don't love them hoes, hoes, Coonts don't love them hoes
Check this out,

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

Simple things you be after you caught up in the
Me and my niggas point at you with
But get down or try to understand you
And what it did to you such a shallow ass girl

I know you with this nigga that you met last night
You fucking him because his white Cruiser's looking tight
Stroking, you that it was love at first sight
But you don't realize that it was love for the

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

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

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

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