Luyện nghe bài hát Where They At?

Where they at? they at?
the hoes at? Where they at?
Where the at? Where they at?
Where at? Where they at?

Yeah, they at?
Where the hoes at? Where at?
Where the bitches at? Where at?
Where at? Where they at?

Y'all niggas always talkin' bad about a
Talkin' that young-ass, rich-ass nigga Too Sheezy
Always a woman out a name
her a bitch, now that's a shame

What if somebody called your woman
You'd be all up at the century club boy with stri-nap
Talkin' 'bout, I'll save a ho
Then why you that breezy drivin' your big-body Benz for?

You say you only out to get head, and then to stab
But I see you up at Monty's feedin' her and crab
They say that captain is a playa's enemy, so whats next?
You just mad 'cuz I got more hoes than you got diamonds on your

I realize after six platinums in a row
The shit was easy, so I had to get some
I did like stiff hoes
I fuck like a rap, ain't no quick

I'm a nigga, born and bred
Got a imagination when I'm on the bed
I my woman, I love her girlfriend and her sister
Felt on her mommas but never kissed her

Been mackin' on these hoes since the
It don't take for me to break hoes
You must be dreamin', if my chose you
We in another lifetime, my game is proof

It won't happen, as long as my bitch
I give a fuck if you fake pimps my shit
'Cuz I'mma mack these hoes like never
And every time I the mic I gotta better flow

Where at? Where they at?
Where the hoes at? they at?
Where the at? Where they at?
Where they at? Where at?

Yeah, where at?
Where the at? Where they at?
Where the bitches at? Where at?
Where at? Where they at?

I went rappin' about the clothes I was wearin' at a party
To all the hoes that let me see their naked
not an overnight transition thing
I born pimpin' hoes, wearin' pinky rings

Never walked sayin', "Who am I?"
when I seen old movies like 'Superfly'
It was my destiny, to a pimp legacy
And reach other niggas never see

In '81 I friendly, but now it's on
One day I said on the microphone
About sixteen hoes, suckin' ten
People loved it, that's how the goes

true, in 1982
Me and Freddy B sold the to you
X-rated, talkin' 'bout and thugs
All the dope-dealers rich sellin' drugs

Too $hort in the background
You I retired, bitch I'm back now
Like a house party, or a show
I got the Spanish, black and hoes

Ask an Oakland nigga, I bet you he know
Is she mixed with or fillapino?
I always the game when I rap
All I wanna know is where the at?

Where they at? Where at?
the hoes at? Where they at?
Where the at? Where they at?
Where they at? they at?

Yeah, they at?
Where the hoes at? Where at?
the bitches at? Where they at?
Where at? Where they at?

Where the hoes at? they at?
the bitches at? Where they at? Yeah