Luyện nghe bài hát 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.

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

But bitches on my dick I ate it
I'm use to smelling fish but not kind
Look a hoochie, wanna do me
At try to act fine

'Cause I'm the nigga wit the best
You poochie, you look my pitbull
Stretched the fuck out your pants
You up my drunk a lot high
You get the drunk talk, dick feelin right, right,

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

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

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

Bitch, you suck 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 lonely baby
she said, "Do you got the rubber?"
Got the out the closet

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

I know this, bitch was a from 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,

Shot call the shots, top knotch blazin'
Got a cock caved in like squash raisin's
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 it's cost to be the muthafucking loss
to the metal
Drinking X.O., but X.O.

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

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

Kick it witg the fortyless, wit it posse
Got me fillin' my up wit color's icy
Hurricane, slurricane, some smoke
May not the chronic to the brain and won't change

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

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

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

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