Luyện nghe bài hát Weed, Hoes, Dough

I'm pushin' for the 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 do is fuck bitches and drain his body
Kickin' bitches out the bed and sleep to a shottie
A bitch'll never get me pump, I make pump IV
I'm the type to follow the wit a midget drivin' me

them think 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 this rap is like a jacket to me
I wear it cracks in my sleeves

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

Dip the T T in polish watch the shine
Slip in the with a banger in my boot line
All it takes is the finger to a sour sit, linger
Double R is hard, the rest of is R & B singers

That's we smokin' up

That's we pokin' up

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

That's we smokin' up

That's what we up

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

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

Coward nigga lock your
I'll come through the locksmith and pop it
With the glock 4 and show 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 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'

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

That's what we up

That's what we up

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

I know ya'll wish ya'll woulda, shoulda,
Didda, getta, gotta, guns we it then pop it
Make 'em holler and
Niggas stop it, 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 like French toast
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, from the cars to the
Went keys to the coke, went from coke to the dope
from cracks to the raps, went from bats to the gats
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 '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 we foldin' up
That's all we about