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 bitches and drain his
Kickin' bitches out the bed and sleep next to a
A bitch'll get me pump, I make niggas pump IV
I'm the to follow the cops 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 shit is 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 took my time to cut dimes
So I dump drug a few minds, so don't make me bust a few nines

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

That's we smokin' up

That's what we up

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

That's what we up

That's what we up

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

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

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

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 like Billy Gates
me in Philly rollin' dutches
Me and Eve, stuck off the trees, got her laughin' off weaves

R, pop niggas, make niggas bleed
Fiends to me my top rock's 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 what we up

That's what we up

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

I ya'll wish ya'll woulda, shoulda, coulda
Didda, getta, gotta, guns we it then pop it
'em holler 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' like 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 left you now
Went from bikes to the car, from the to the boat
Went from keys to the coke, from coke to the dope
Went from cracks to the raps, went from to the gats
Went from slums to the stats, been to and back

Me 'cuz I rap, I can't do it
I from muggin' ya'll to payin' niggas to do it
all the same stupid
I got cake on cake 'cuz I 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