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 should I say it is
Uh, uh

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

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

So I it on, don't never take my jacket off 'cuz my shit be gone
are you, lost your mind?
It took my time to cut these
So I could 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 line
All it is the finger 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 we pokin' 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 know

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

Coward nigga lock doors
I'll 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 buildings on my block, than real estate, Philly ave
Hit ten I'm tryin' to see mils like Billy Gates
'Cuz me in Philly rollin'
Me and Eve, off the trees, got her laughin' off bitches' weaves

Double R, pop niggas, make niggas
Fiends come to me my top been asleep
foot bouncers 'bout to be six feet, under 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 we foldin' up
That's all we know

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

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

to frown, now you smile, nigga must have left you now
Went from bikes to the car, the cars to the boat
Went from keys to the coke, went coke to the dope
Went from cracks to the raps, from bats to the gats
Went from to the stats, been to London and back

Me change I rap, I can't do it
I went from muggin' to payin' niggas to do it
It's all the stupid
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 what we up

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