Luyện nghe bài hát We Don't Luv Em (Remix)

[Intro: Hoodrich Pablo
Ooh,
MONY RSPT, nigga
It's a money set, you what I'm saying?
getting money, nigga
Yeah, Juan

[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo
The money go I go
Smoking on
Foreign car swerving,
Bad bitch, she from
She freaky, she gon' it
She thick as fuck, I'm
I got her my cousin
So what? we don't love 'em
Fuck that, I hit from the back
Backwood smoking, fat
Dressing I got a sack
I up, jump out the back
Bad and her ass fat
Four coupe, it got a hatch
On the Xans, I might crash

[Verse 1: Hoodrich Juan]
Car got gadgets, my got asses
Expensive like I'm teaching class
Too fresh to take out the
to death, where is my casket?
I always stay with
I'm always with the fashion
Teacher gave me an F, that's
VS diamonds on me, look how flashing
Saint Laurent, I guess I be dabbing
I got the V, Supreme collabing
Bought a mansion way away a cabin
all my swag, I feel like your daddy
You a beggar, I'm a
I'm the dealer, you the
up, little nigga, I'm mustard
Smoking the Backwoods, coming from Russia
I ain't really trust you
Knew I should've never you
You real, you a buster
niggas was always sus
These start snitching for nothing
These wanna live by the gun
Guess what, you gon' get you want
El Patrón, nigga, I a ton

[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo
The go where I go
Smoking on
Foreign car swerving,
Bad bitch, she from
She freaky, she gon' it
She thick as fuck, I'm
I got her from my
So 'cause we don't love 'em
Fuck that, I wanna hit the back
smoking, it's fat
Dressing like I got a
I up, jump out the back
Bad and her ass fat
Four door coupe, it got a
On the Xans, I might crash

[Verse 2: Gucci
If come it's tinted
test the water chilly
My pinky a ticket
Had to grind to get it
Limited 'sclusive
waitin' in line to get it
Danny time, I did it
I didn't get a dime, a
I had the sauce, I'm drippin'
'Fore I had a pot to in
My car lost the ceiling
My just lost her feeling
Gucci richer than richy
Bitches say saddity
She just did her ass and her
skeet on her face 'cause she pretty
I tell her, go'n, like the runner
Might stash your number
Ho get the wrong
I'm stacking all
I'm stuntin' all
And I need a woman
I got grown money, Wop

[Chorus: Pablo Juan]
The money go I go
Smoking on
car swerving, pothole
Bad bitch, she Chicago
She freaky, she bust it
She thick as fuck, I'm
I got her from my
So 'cause we don't love 'em
Fuck that, I hit from the back
smoking, it's fat
Dressing like I got a
I pull up, jump out the
Bad and her ass fat
Four coupe, it got a hatch
On the Xans, I might crash