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 know who it is, or should I say it is
Uh, uh

1]
All drag do is fuck bitches, and his body
bitches out the bed and sleep next to a shottie
A bitch'll never get me pump, I make niggas iv
I'm the type to follow the wit a midget drivin me
them think the car drivin itself, and I'm in the passenger seat
Signal lights, stashbox, a of d
Drag dash, I'm to be
On, rap shit is like a jacket to me
I wear it with in my sleeves
So I keep it on, don't never take my off 'cause my shit be gone
What are you, lost mind?
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 the shoe shine
Slip in the tunnel with a in my bootline
All it takes is the to make a sour sit, linger
Double r is hard, the rest of is r & b singers

[chorus

That's we smokin up

That's we pokin up

That's we foldin up
That's all we know

2]
I got more bullets in my clip, chocolate got in chip
I got more bitches 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 nigga lock doors
I'll come through the locksmith and pop it
With the glock 4 and y'all what a mouth's for
I got black steel, blue steel, wheels, I mean
'cause drag is real fair, it's all real
I own more buildings on my block, real estate, philly ave
Hit ten niggas I'm tryin to see like billy gates
me in philly rollin dutches
Me and eve, stuck off the trees, got her off bitches' weaves
Double r, pop niggas, make niggas
Fiends to me my top rock's been asleep
Seven foot bouncers bout to be six feet, me
Now that's a 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 and swallow
Niggas stop it, catch it, all up in his
I'm not a nigga, I'll let a nigga have it
Hate chips that go away, lookin like white
Sit in the sun long, come back like french
Hair was up, now is down, eyes are black, now is
Used to frown, now you smile, nigga have left you now
Went from bikes to the car, from the to the boat
Went from keys to the coke, from coke to the dope
Went from cracks to the raps, went from to the gats
Went from slums to the stats, been to london and
Me change I rap, I can't do it
I from muggin y'all to payin niggas to do it
all the same stupid
I got cake on cake, 'cause I went pow to pow
Wit my family, two r's, or die