Luyện nghe bài hát Weed, Hoes, Dough

I'm pushin for the single yo,
Yo the door, uh huh
Ya heard, uh, uh
C'mon,
Y'all know who it is, or should I say it is
Uh, uh

1]
All drag do is fuck bitches, and drain his
bitches out the bed and sleep next to a shottie
A bitch'll never get me pump, I make pump iv
I'm the to follow the cops wit a midget drivin me
Make them think the car drivin itself, and I'm in the passenger
lights, stashbox, a package of d
Drag dash, I'm to be
On, this rap shit is a jacket to me
I wear it with cracks in my
So I keep it on, don't take my jacket off 'cause my shit be gone
What are you, your mind?
It my time to cut these dimes
So I could dump a few minds, so don't make me bust a few nines
Dip the t t in polish the shoe shine
Slip in the with a banger in my bootline
All it is the finger to make a sour sit, linger
Double r is hard, the rest of y'all is r & b

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That's what we up

That's we pokin up

That's we foldin up
all we know about

2]
I got more in my clip, than chocolate got in chip
I got more bitches suckin dick, niggas smokin niks
I got more shit up in my whip, than most got in cribs
I got more, blocks of raw while y'all to stop wars
nigga lock your doors
I'll come with the locksmith and pop it
With the glock 4 and show y'all what a for
I got steel, blue steel, wheels, I mean wheelchair
'cause drag is real fair, all real here
I own more buildings on my block, than real estate, ave
Hit ten niggas I'm tryin to see mils like gates
'cause me in philly dutches
Me and eve, off the trees, got her laughin off bitches' weaves
Double r, pop niggas, make niggas
Fiends to me my top rock's been asleep
foot bouncers bout to be six feet, under me
Now that's a foot left, you shouldn't have that step

3]
I know wish y'all woulda, shoulda, coulda
Didda, getta, gotta, guns we cock it pop it
Make 'em holler and
stop it, catch it, all up in his jacket
I'm not a stingy nigga, let a nigga have it
Hate chips go away, lookin like white coke
Sit in the sun long, back like french toast
Hair was up, now is down, are black, now is brown
Used to frown, now you smile, nigga must left you now
Went from to the car, from the cars to the boat
Went from keys to the coke, went from to the dope
Went cracks to the raps, went from bats to the gats
Went slums to the stats, been to london and back
Me change 'cause I rap, I do it
I went from muggin y'all to payin to do it
It's all the stupid
I got cake on cake, 'cause I from pow to pow
Wit my family, two r's, or die