Luyện nghe bài hát Bitches

(Domo Genesis)

It's the 5-9 taper fade, sideline Laker
time save a page, they already know the name
Doms in this bitch I it's real sh*t taking place
Money still the motive and I'm clocking it Flava Flav
(Hodgy Beats)
Let me take my off.
Five, four, three, two, one bitch.
Hodgy bout to barf logs, I be spitting fire campin makin
My be trampling like you whores, I'm suicidal, fuck the door.
I'm and, if, but and or.
(Domo)
Bitch the fuck is you talking bout if you ain't gettin no money huh?
n*ggas is talking loud I swear you n*ggas is funny bruh.
We what the fuck is up 2012, as fuck.
lifestyle, slow me down, double cup.
(Hodgy)
Old school visions, ambidextrous
I switch hands five o' clock, when your lands by six.
She be quicksand better than the next n*gga, this man
Pockets swell up like a gland killing your whole ambition
Bitch.
(Domo)
My hat says high cause that's how I feel bitch,
All I is green grass and gold on my real bitch,
Watch me get it n*gga, I'ma it real quick
Hodgy drew the master plan and hit the kill switch.
(Hodgy)
I'm young fellow guy peddle by MellowHigh
Girlfriend never settles, why? Too in the meadows high.
Out to dena, I'm like I'm out the cleaners.
Hardwood like an angry beaver, I'm like my fucking t-shirt.
Get it?
(Domo)
A phantom you never hand a random eating cannibal
She can't refuse so I let her it like it's Danimals.
Handsome she wanna be with standing by camera crews
I let her snooze and dream none of them wishes tangible.
(Hodgy)
I'm ballin' like a Benjamin, it's all the Benjamins
That's why people me and I ain't even friends with them.
Call a ho then stall a ho, I'm also dope the rope
Catch my fate, I bang and beat your face til it's off your throat.
(Domo)
Please shut the fuck up let me put this to sleep.
The shit he speak got him all ansty like his week.
Silly me, riding with several with slim physiques.
And I'm see lights, camera, action like Mr. Cheeks.
(Hodgy)
Army fatigue, Bape for the league
No barrettes and weaves down to the sleeve, for the fees
If packaged she'll be know how to roll up my weed
Her doing's doing the and she don't really need shit.
(Domo)
They asking Domo "Where you been?" feel they got ditched.
Just look for the influence, I be under bitch and
It's a headlock when it to that grip
You never met a motherfucker done in that sick.
(Hodgy)
I'm the best thing yet the I'm the best next
I bet I'll with presets and jet around all these vets.
That don't know how to let go; this game is filled with a bunch of hair
souls. Promise 90 retro, Ho.
(Domo)
Hey y'all get out of the way i'm going AWOL
Bitch lay off the gas that they your head tank dog,
Thinking you better than me will get you taked off,
You gotta win or go home, bitch it's the playoffs.
(Hodgy)
More that a throwback with no low Jack no driver but it got doormats,
Zero to sixty in like 4 you know any nigga that own that?
I ain't I'm a youngin, me and my n*ggas we be thuggin
At our shows that we be bugging loving and we buzzin.
(Domo)
So meet me in the trap; going down.
leaning like the jaw of Bobby Brown.
(Hodgy)
Cops arrest me for a DUI
We don't you motherfuckers to stop and listen.
Golf Bitch.