Luyện nghe bài hát X.O.

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

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

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

'Cause I'm the nigga wit the best
You poochie, you look my pitbull
Stretched the fuck out your pants
You fuckin' up my a lot high
You get the drunk talk, feelin 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 a hopelift to the dome
Shit, under
I'm just another drunk under one nation

Would ya quit, me high off
'Cause it's cost to be the muthafucking boss
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 suck on my dang,
all my drank, drank
Who's in the Jacuzzi, all
Suckin' all on my doobie, be coochie

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

It can't change, if you smoke cane
You won't get as me
Drink more 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 through with no drink, bitch
I'll hoe-ride you 'cause my drink more then I do
I'm lit, still lit, how we do this real shit
Bits of Remy and shit, so I fuckin' wit you, bitch

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, fucking me off
'Cause it's to be the muthafuckin' boss loss
Petal to the
Drinking X.O., but X.O.