Luyện nghe bài hát We Don't Love 'em

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

To all the bitches, hoes and all that
Running around them tights on trying to find 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 them put their 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 the world 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 your
He saw the video tape and said all man that ain't

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

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

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

Simple things you be you caught 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 a shallow ass girl

I know you laid with this nigga 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 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 who be trying to mack
On the Celia you wants to be real

Now back at the spot the champagne pop
You in the club corner getting wet in some 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 don't them hoes, hoes, I'm way above them hoes, hoes
I'm 'bout hoes, check it hoes

My slim, I let them hoes know I'm from 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
up my girl Storm, she definitely in the house
I'm from uptown so you know I got all about