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,
Ya'll 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 next to a
A bitch'll never get me pump, I niggas pump IV
I'm the type to the cops 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 shit is like a to me
I it with cracks in my sleeves

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

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

That's we smokin' up

That's we pokin' up

That's what we up
all we know about

That's what we up

That's we pokin' up

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

I got more bullets in my clip chocolate got in chip
I got more suckin' dick 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 your doors
I'll come with the locksmith and pop it
With the glock 4 and show ya'll what a for
I got black steel, blue steel, wheels, I wheelchair

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 tryin' to see mils like Gates
'Cuz me in Philly dutches
Me and Eve, off the trees, got her laughin' off bitches' weaves

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

That's what we up

That's what we up

That's what we 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
Niggas stop it, catch it, all up in his

I'm not a stingy nigga, let a nigga have it
chips that go away, lookin' like white coke
Sit in the sun long, come like French toast
Hair was up, now is down, eyes are black, now is

to frown, now you smile, nigga must have left you now
Went from bikes to the car, from the to the boat
Went from keys to the coke, went coke to the dope
from 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
It's all the same
I got cake on '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
That's all we know