Luyện nghe bài hát X.O.

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

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

But on my dick like I ate it
I'm use to smelling but not that kind
you's a hoochie, wanna do me
At try to act fine

'Cause I'm the wit the best hand
You poochie, you look my pitbull
Stretched the fuck out your stretch
You fuckin' up my drunk a lot
You get the drunk talk, dick right, right, right

All I is X.O. to set me in
Bitch, I need yo' pussy fought by most men and lesbians
Soon as I get home, I'ma take a hopelift to the
Shit, civilation
I'm another drunk hoodlum under one nation

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

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

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

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

flawless victory, a bitch ain't shit to me
She was history, as my nigga Nut come threw
Wit Num, Dru, Chris, and Rich
We on new shit

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

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

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

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

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

Kick it the fortyless, sick wit it posse
Got me my body up wit color's icy
Hurricane, slurricane, smoke cane
May not take the chronic to the brain and change

It change, even if you smoke cane
You won't get as me
Drink more of the St. IDE
See, I can't even it

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

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

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