Luyện nghe bài hát All My Bitches Are Gone

I to have a lot of bitches
Straight for me
anything I said, even hoe on the street
But I'm a dog and I dog my
Guerrilla pimpin', four door cars
Ain't got no kids but them love daddy
They had to share me or them couldn't have me
I'm a Mack with a capital M
Call me $hort Dog baby, put the P in the
I keep my foot in ass and wouldn't give a fuck
Get out her pocket, bitch you gettin' up
You see me hangin' with them niggas like
And every single mile, bitches gettin' popped
now I got a rep and they say I'm wrong
I beat my broad ass and she moved back
Came in one night, I was
Bitch tried to front me for fuckin' her
She started yellin', man, the got raw
I took one step back and straight to her jaw
I gives a that the bitch left
Cause all she ever got was good dick
And it really ain't shit to another bitch
Cause I'm a motherfucker and I'm hella rich
(Yeah) Ant Banks in the house and you know he
Grab the mic nigga, these hoes

Yeah, I'm thinkin' back 'fore a nigga came up
Playin' games with the
a nigga might change but
I was tight thinkin' all right
Doin' the same to a different bitch every night
Just down like a gigolo
So you peep game from a nigga though
I'm too young to get so don't trip, tell'em
(Ain't no love, bitch)
So let's speak about a named Connie
the bitch tough, backstage at the Omni
I can't forget Constance, the is so dumb
Quick to my nuts, suck my dick, and just hum
And these are some hoes
That a nigga like tossed up, crossed up
Turned out and but I ain't trippin'
all got tramped
Used and abused till they all vamped
And left a nigga stuck with no kind of get
Now I get shook by the hoodrats
Cause they know what the they gon' get
Took for they cash and a full of dick, huh
And I I gotta be that way
Goin' vicious on bitches
made'em all leave today
But I know it won't last
sayin' fuck Ant Banks
Now all my bitches is

All my bitches are gone, bitches bounced
I had a of'em, now they can't be found
They ain't with $hort Dog
I'm from Oakland

You fuck with us bitch, gettin' broken
Your leg, arm, jaw, nose, a part
Oakland motherfuckers'll break your
Until you recognize in your face
You's a punk ass bitch, ain't been no place
I can't hold back, now's the
To leave your stank fake ass bitches behind
And on like a player
I'm knockin' hoes and even squares
Secretaries, nurses, and women
I'm first class, nigga, fuckin' flight attendents
Dog ain't nothin' but a dog, beeyatch
(Ain't new nigga, come again)
All my are gone, them bitches cut
But I really don't give a
I always knew I need that hoe
I got the game the motherfuckin' E-S-O
And you can when I hit the place
All them star-struck bitches in my face
And get shot to the curb I'm the mob
Unless they givin' niggas

Yeah, and when a bitch flirt
I put in work, treat'em all dirt
And watch get they feelin's hurt
Cause I'm a mack, hoe, listen to rap, hoe
And you will know not to around
get slapped, hoe
For to fuck up the Ant Banks program
Steady with your stanky ass toe jams
You're mad cause I wouldn't spend no
I'm with the homies, cash
Pullin' and writin' rhymes
I'm just what I got to do
I'm not with you
Because your funky ass is through
So now I get some new hoes
old school bitches
That's still trues and vogues
I want a freak the gangsta look
Ant Banks can hook
And the bitch better know how to
Cause I'm a that'll eat some shit up
Macaroni, steak, collard greens, or whatever the
Yeah $hort, you know how we
Treat bitches red lights and run right through'em
I got my mack on strong and my on long
So it, all my bitches can stay gone

too

You what I'm sayin'?

Yeah,

$Hort Dog in the house

Nah nigga, you in motherfucker

Bringin' shit for nine-tre and nine-four
You know what I'm
Get in you fit in, hoes

Before you a check up from the neck up

out
Fuck bitches, man
Fuck these bitches,
get out of here, man