Luyện nghe bài hát X.O.

Would ya quit, me high off
'Cause it's cost to be the muthafucking boss
to the metal
Drinking X.O., but X.O.

I'm broke, you broke, we all
So let's our broke asses to the sto'
And steal another of X.O.
I'm feelin so faded, broke a album

But bitches on my like I ate it
I'm use to smelling fish but not kind
Look you's a hoochie, do me
At least try to act

'Cause I'm the wit the best hand
You poochie, you look like my
Stretched the out your stretch pants
You fuckin' up my a lot high
You get the talk, dick feelin right, right, right

All I is X.O. to set me in
Bitch, I don't need yo' pussy by most men and lesbians
Soon as I get home, I'ma take a to the dome
Shit, civilation
I'm just another drunk hoodlum one nation

Would ya quit, me high off
'Cause it's cost to be the boss loss
Petal to the
Drinking X.O., but X.O.

Would ya quit, fucking me off
'Cause cost to be the muthafucking boss loss
Petal to the
X.O., nothing but X.O.

Bitch, you wanna on my dang, dang?
all my drank, drank
Who's in the Jacuzzi, all
Suckin' all on my doobie, be coochie

But only if ya baby bubba
she said, "Do you got the rubber?"
Got the out the closet

Another flawless victory, a bitch shit to me
She was history, as my nigga Nut come threw
Wit Num, Dru, Chris, and Rich
We on some new

I know this, bitch was a from the giddy-go
though, wanna be all in a nigga video
But hoe, you know you got to fuck all us
Pimps, playa's, hustla's,

Shot caller's call the shots, top blazin'
Got a cock caved in squash stoppin' raisin's
Stay in the hoe, so fa sho', a train
All them nut slangs on her neck look like a chain on her

Would ya quit, me high off
'Cause cost to be the muthafucking boss loss
to the metal
Drinking X.O., but X.O.

Would ya quit, fucking me off
'Cause cost to be the muthafucking boss loss
to the metal
Drinking X.O., but X.O.

in '88 a nigga was straight, all in the car case
Face a OE, oz, Vsop, whateva
It be pass shit to me
Gin and get loose off duce, duce of SP

it witg the fortyless, sick wit it posse
Got me fillin' my body up wit icy
Hurricane, slurricane, smoke cane
May not take the chronic to the brain and won't

It change, even if you smoke cane
You get high as me
Drink jugs of the St. IDE
See, I even spell it

Even though I didn't drink that day, you'll damn smell it
I dare you to come through no drink, bitch
I'll you 'cause my shirt drink more then I do
I'm lit, still lit, that's how we do this real
Bits of Remy and shit, so I ain't wit you, bitch

ya quit, fucking me high off
'Cause cost to be the muthafuckin' boss loss
to the metal
Drinking X.O., but X.O.

Would ya quit, me high off
'Cause it's cost to be the muthafuckin' boss
to the metal
Drinking X.O., but X.O.