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
bitches out the bed and sleep next to a shottie
A bitch'll never get me pump, I make pump IV
I'm the type to follow the cops wit a drivin' me

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

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

Dip the T T in watch the shoe shine
Slip in the Tunnel with a in my boot line
All it takes is the to make a sour sit, linger
R is hard, the rest of ya'll is R & B singers

That's what we up

That's what we up

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

That's what we up

That's what we up

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

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

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

'Cuz is real fair, it's all real here
I own more on my block, than 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 bitches'

Double R, pop niggas, niggas bleed
Fiends come to me my top rock's been
Seven foot bouncers to be six feet, under me
Now that's a foot left, you have took that step

That's we smokin' up

That's what we up

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

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

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

Used to frown, now you smile, nigga have left you now
Went from to the car, from the cars to the boat
Went from keys to the coke, went from coke to the
Went from to the raps, went from bats to the gats
Went from slums to the stats, been to and back

Me 'cuz I rap, I can't do it
I went from muggin' ya'll to payin' to do it
all the same stupid
I got cake on cake 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 we foldin' up
That's all we about