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 ain't them hoes
My Cult definitely ain't loving them hoes
Do know what's up with this Mac nigga, feel it

To all the bitches, and all that shit
Running around with tights on trying to find the tricks
behind that dick 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, 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 their partner and them so now you on they demo

wrote a rhyme about cha
They the world how they got that out cha
All up in the mouth too you with the groupie boo
They 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 that
Either he lame or your is pure gold with diamond clusters
But he a 'cause everybody fucked you
But he the only one he love you, you's a

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

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

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

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

Now you at the crib crying, you of all them niggas lying
But you the one doing all the lying
Supplying the cat to all the niggas who be to mack
On the Celia you wants to be familiar

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

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

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