Luyện nghe bài hát Weed, Hoes, Dough

I'm pushin' for the single yo,
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 bitches and his body
Kickin' bitches out the bed and sleep to a shottie
A bitch'll never get me pump, I make niggas IV
I'm the type to follow the cops wit a drivin' me

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

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

That's we smokin' up

That's we pokin' up

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

That's what we up

That's we pokin' up

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

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

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

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

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

That's we smokin' up

That's we pokin' up

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

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

I'm not a stingy nigga, let a nigga have it
Hate chips go away, lookin' 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 have left you now
from bikes to the car, from the cars to the boat
Went from to the coke, went from coke to the dope
from cracks to the raps, went from bats 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' ya'll to payin' niggas to do it
It's all the stupid
I got on cake 'cuz I went from pow to pow
Wit my family, two R's, or Die

That's what we up

That's what we up

That's we foldin' up
all we know about