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 should I say it is
Uh, uh

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

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

So I keep it on, don't never my jacket off 'cuz my shit be gone
are you, lost your mind?
It took my time to cut these
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 in my boot line
All it takes is the to make a sour sit, linger
Double R is hard, the rest of is R & B singers

That's we smokin' up

That's what we up

That's what we up
That's all we about

That's what we up

That's what we up

That's what we up
That's all we about

I got more bullets in my clip than chocolate got in
I got more bitches suckin' dick than smokin' niks
I got more shit up in my whip than 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
the glock 4 and show ya'll what a mouth's for
I got steel, blue steel, wheels, I mean wheelchair

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

Double R, pop niggas, make bleed
come to me my top rock's been asleep
Seven foot bouncers to be six feet, under me
Now that's a foot left, you have took that step

That's we smokin' up

That's we pokin' up

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

I know ya'll wish woulda, shoulda, coulda
Didda, getta, gotta, guns we cock it pop it
Make 'em holler and
Niggas stop it, catch it, all up in his

I'm not a stingy nigga, let a nigga have it
Hate that go away, lookin' like 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
Went bikes to the car, from the cars to the boat
Went keys to the coke, went from coke to the dope
Went from to the raps, went from bats to the gats
Went from slums to the stats, been to and back

Me change I rap, I can't do it
I went 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 what we up
That's all we about