Luyện nghe bài hát Weed, Hoes, Dough

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

1]
All do is fuck bitches, and drain his body
Kickin bitches out the bed and next to a shottie
A bitch'll never get me pump, I make niggas iv
I'm the type to follow the cops wit a drivin me
Make them the car drivin itself, and I'm in the passenger seat
Signal lights, stashbox, a of d
dash, I'm happy to be
On, rap shit is like a jacket to me
I it with cracks in my sleeves
So I keep it on, don't never take my jacket off 'cause my be gone
What are you, lost your
It took my time to cut dimes
So I could dump a few minds, so don't make me bust a few nines
Dip the t t in polish watch the shoe
Slip in the with a banger in my bootline
All it takes is the finger to make a sit, linger
Double r is hard, the rest of is r & b singers

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That's what we up

That's we pokin up

That's what we up
all we know about

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

3]
I know wish y'all woulda, shoulda, coulda
Didda, getta, gotta, we cock it then pop it
Make 'em holler and
Niggas it, catch it, all up in his jacket
I'm not a stingy nigga, let a nigga have it
Hate chips that go away, lookin white coke
Sit in the sun long, back like french toast
was up, now is down, eyes are black, now is brown
Used to frown, now you smile, must have left you now
from bikes to the car, from the cars to the boat
Went keys to the coke, went from coke to the dope
Went from cracks to the raps, from bats to the gats
Went from to the stats, been to london and back
Me 'cause I rap, I can't do it
I went muggin y'all to payin niggas 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