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

All Drag do is fuck and drain his body
Kickin' bitches out the bed and sleep to a shottie
A bitch'll get me pump, I make niggas pump IV
I'm the to follow the cops wit a midget drivin' me

Make think the car drivin' itself and I'm in the passenger seat
Signal lights, box, a package of D
dash, I'm happy to be
On this rap is like a jacket to me
I wear it with in my sleeves

So I keep it on, never take my jacket off 'cuz my shit be gone
What are you, your mind?
It took my time to cut these
So I could dump drug a few minds, so don't make me a few nines

Dip the T T in polish the shoe shine
Slip in the with a banger in my boot line
All it is the finger to make a sour sit, linger
R is hard, the rest of ya'll is R & B singers

That's we smokin' up

That's we pokin' up

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

That's we smokin' up

That's what we up

That's what we up
all we know about

I got more bullets in my than chocolate got in chip
I got more bitches suckin' than niggas smokin' niks
I got shit up in my whip than most niggas got in cribs
I got more, blocks of raw ya'll tryin' to stop wars

Coward lock your doors
I'll come with the locksmith and pop it
With the glock 4 and show ya'll what a for
I got black steel, blue steel, wheels, I wheelchair

'Cuz Drag is real fair, it's all here
I own more buildings on my block, than estate, Philly ave
Hit ten niggas I'm tryin' to see mils Billy Gates
'Cuz me in Philly dutches
Me and Eve, stuck off the trees, got her laughin' off weaves

R, pop niggas, make niggas bleed
Fiends come to me my top been asleep
Seven bouncers 'bout to be six feet, under me
Now that's a foot left, you shouldn't have took step

That's what we up

That's what we up

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

I know ya'll wish ya'll woulda, shoulda,
Didda, getta, gotta, we cock it then pop it
Make 'em and swallow
stop it, catch it, all up in his jacket

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 toast
Hair was up, now is down, are black, now is brown

Used to frown, now you smile, nigga must 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, went from bats to the
Went from to the stats, been to London and back

Me 'cuz I rap, I can't do it
I went from muggin' ya'll to payin' to do it
all the same stupid
I got cake on cake I went from pow to pow
Wit my family, two R's, or Die

That's what we up

That's we pokin' up

That's we foldin' up
all we know about