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 I say what it is
Uh, uh

All Drag do is fuck and drain his body
Kickin' bitches out the bed and next to a shottie
A bitch'll never get me pump, I make niggas IV
I'm the type to follow the cops wit a midget 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 a jacket to me
I wear it with cracks in my

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

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

That's what we up

That's we pokin' up

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

That's what we up

That's we pokin' 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' than niggas smokin' niks
I got shit up in my whip than most niggas got in cribs
I got more, blocks of raw while ya'll tryin' to wars

Coward lock your doors
I'll come through the locksmith and pop it
With the glock 4 and show ya'll a mouth's for
I got black steel, steel, wheels, I mean wheelchair

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

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

That's what we up

That's we pokin' up

That's we foldin' up
all we know about

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

I'm not a nigga, I'll let a nigga have it
Hate chips that go away, lookin' 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, nigga must have you now
Went from bikes to the car, from the to the boat
from keys to the coke, went from coke to the dope
Went from cracks to the raps, went from bats to the
Went from to the stats, been to London and back

Me change 'cuz I rap, I do it
I went muggin' ya'll to payin' niggas to do it
all the same 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 what we up
all we know about