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,
Ya'll know who it is, or I say what it is
Uh, uh

All Drag do is fuck and drain his body
Kickin' out the bed and sleep next to a shottie
A never get me pump, I make niggas pump IV
I'm the type to follow the cops wit a midget me

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

So I keep it on, never take my jacket off 'cuz my shit be gone
What are you, your 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 watch the shoe
in the Tunnel with a banger in my boot line
All it takes is the finger to make a sour sit,
R is hard, the rest of ya'll is R & B singers

That's we smokin' up

That's what we up

That's we foldin' up
all we know about

That's we smokin' up

That's we pokin' up

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

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

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

'Cuz Drag is real fair, all real here
I own more buildings on my block, real 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 off bitches' weaves

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

That's we smokin' up

That's we pokin' up

That's what we up
all we know about

I ya'll wish ya'll woulda, shoulda, coulda
Didda, getta, gotta, guns we it then pop it
'em holler and swallow
Niggas stop it, catch it, all up in his

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

Used to frown, now you smile, must have left 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 slums to the stats, been to London and back

Me 'cuz I rap, I can't do it
I went from muggin' ya'll to niggas 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 we smokin' up

That's we pokin' up

That's what we up
all we know about