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,
Ya'll know who it is, or I say what it is
Uh, uh

All Drag do is fuck bitches and drain his
Kickin' bitches out the bed and sleep next to a
A never get me pump, I make niggas pump IV
I'm the type to follow the wit a midget drivin' me

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

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

Dip the T T in polish watch the shoe
Slip in the Tunnel with a banger in my line
All it takes is the finger to make a sit, linger
Double R is hard, the of ya'll is R & B singers

That's what we up

That's what we up

That's what we up
all we know about

That's what we up

That's what we up

That's we foldin' up
all we know about

I got more bullets in my clip than got in chip
I got more bitches dick than niggas smokin' niks
I got more up in my whip than most niggas got in cribs
I got more, blocks of raw while ya'll tryin' to wars

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

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

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

That's what we up

That's we pokin' up

That's we foldin' up
all we know about

I know ya'll wish ya'll woulda, shoulda,
Didda, getta, gotta, guns we cock it 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, like white coke
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 must left you now
Went from bikes to the car, the cars to the boat
Went from to the coke, went from coke to the dope
Went from cracks to the raps, went from to the gats
Went from to the stats, been to London and back

Me change I rap, I can't do it
I from muggin' ya'll to payin' niggas to do it
It's all the stupid
I got cake on cake 'cuz I 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
That's all we know