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

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

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

Dip the T T in polish the shoe shine
in the Tunnel with a banger in my boot line
All it takes is the finger to make a sit, linger
R is hard, the rest 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 we smokin' 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 suckin' dick 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 tryin' to wars

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

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

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

That's what we up

That's we pokin' up

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

I know wish ya'll woulda, shoulda, coulda
Didda, getta, gotta, we cock it then pop it
'em holler and swallow
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 back French toast
Hair was up, now is down, are black, now is brown

Used to frown, now you smile, must have left you now
Went from to the car, from the cars to the boat
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 from muggin' ya'll to payin' niggas to do it
It's all the same
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 about