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

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

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

So I it on, don't never take my jacket off 'cuz my shit be gone
What are you, lost mind?
It took my time to cut dimes
So I could dump drug a few minds, so don't make me 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 to make a sour sit, linger
Double R is hard, the rest of ya'll is R & B

That's what we up

That's what we up

That's we foldin' up
That's all we about

That's what we up

That's we pokin' up

That's what we up
That's all we know

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

Coward nigga lock doors
I'll come through the locksmith and pop it
With the glock 4 and show what a mouth's for
I got black steel, blue steel, wheels, I mean

'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 like Billy Gates
'Cuz me in Philly dutches
Me and Eve, stuck off the trees, got her laughin' off bitches'

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

That's we smokin' up

That's what we up

That's we foldin' up
That's all we about

I know wish ya'll woulda, shoulda, coulda
Didda, getta, gotta, guns we cock it pop it
Make 'em and swallow
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, like white coke
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, must have left you now
from bikes 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 from slums to the stats, to London and back

Me change 'cuz I rap, I do it
I went from muggin' ya'll to payin' to do it
all the same stupid
I got cake on cake 'cuz I went pow to pow
Wit my family, two R's, or Die

That's what we up

That's we pokin' up

That's what we up
That's all we know