Luyện nghe bài hát We Don't Love 'em

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

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

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

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

Instead of ending it he it, I'll give you that much
Either he lame or your pussy is pure gold diamond clusters
But he a buster everybody fucked you
But he the one saying he love you, you's a

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

I her in the house 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 asked
A trip with a simple effect even don't to

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

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

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

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

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

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