Luyện nghe bài hát Bitches

(Domo Genesis)

It's the 5-9 fade, sideline Laker game
High time save a page, they know the name
Doms in this bitch I mean it's real sh*t place
Money still the motive and I'm clocking it Flava Flav
(Hodgy Beats)
Let me my scarf off.
Five, four, three, two, one bitch.
Hodgy bout to barf logs, I be spitting fire makin s'mores
My flow be 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?
Broke n*ggas is talking I swear you n*ggas is funny bruh.
We what the is up 2012, clutch as fuck.
lifestyle, slow me down, double cup.
(Hodgy)
Old school visions, ambidextrous
I switch hands five o' clock, when bitch lands by six.
She will be better than the next n*gga, this man
Pockets swell up like a sick gland killing your whole
Bitch.
(Domo)
My hat says high cause exactly how I feel bitch,
All I need is green grass and on my real bitch,
Watch me get it n*gga, I'ma sell it real
Hodgy drew the master plan and hit the kill switch.
(Hodgy)
I'm young fellow guy by reppin' MellowHigh
Girlfriend never settles, Too busy 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 rapper eating
She can't so I let her drink it like it's Danimals.
Handsome dude she wanna be with standing by camera
I let her snooze and dream cause none of them 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 across the
Catch my fate, I bang and beat your face til it's off your throat.
(Domo)
Please shut the up let me put this shit to sleep.
The shit he speak got him all like his Christmas week.
Silly me, riding with several bitches with physiques.
And I'm see lights, camera, action like Mr. Cheeks.
(Hodgy)
Army fatigue, Bape for the league
No ghetto barrettes and weaves down to the sleeve, for the
If she'll be petite 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 for the influence, I be under that bitch and
It's a headlock it come to that grip
You ain't never met a motherfucker in that sick.
(Hodgy)
I'm the best thing yet the I'm the best next
I bet I'll mess with presets and jet around all vets.
That don't know how to let go; this game is filled with a bunch of grey
dead souls. 90 retro, Ho.
(Domo)
Hey y'all get out of the way cause i'm AWOL
Bitch lay off the gas that they giving head tank dog,
Thinking you better than me will get you taked off,
You either win or go home, bitch it's the playoffs.
(Hodgy)
More luxurious a throwback with no low Jack no driver but it got doormats,
Zero to sixty in like 4 flat; you know any nigga own that?
I ain't I'm a youngin, me and my n*ggas we be thuggin
At our shows that we be groupie loving and we buzzin.
(Domo)
So meet me in the it's going down.
MellowHype leaning like the jaw of Brown.
(Hodgy)
Cops me for a DUI prohibition
We don't need you motherfuckers to and listen.
Golf Bitch.