Luyện nghe bài hát All My Bitches Are Gone

I used to a lot of bitches
down for me
Doin' anything I said, 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 bitches daddy
They had to me or them bitches couldn't have me
Cause I'm a Mack a capital M
me $hort Dog baby, put the P in the Pimp
I keep my foot in ass and wouldn't give a fuck
Get out her pocket, bitch you beat up
You see me hangin' with niggas like jock
And every single five mile, bitches gettin'
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
tried to front me for fuckin' her cousin
She started yellin', man, the got raw
I took one step and went straight to her jaw
I gives a fuck that the left
Cause all she ever got was some good
And it really ain't shit to another bitch
Cause I'm a cool motherfucker and I'm rich
(Yeah) Ant Banks in the house and you know he
Grab the mic nigga, fuck hoes

Yeah, I'm thinkin' back a nigga just came up
games with the bitches
Thought a nigga change but
I was thinkin' everything's all right
Doin' the shit to a different bitch every night
dickin'em down like a gigolo
So you gotta peep game from a nigga
I'm too to get sprung so don't trip, tell'em
(Ain't no love, bitch)
So let's about a freak named Connie
Fucked the bitch tough, at the Omni
I can't Constance, the bitch is so dumb
Quick to lick my nuts, suck my dick, and hum
And are just some hoes
That a nigga like up, kinda crossed up
out and lost but I ain't trippin'
They all got
Used and abused till all just vamped
And left a nigga with no kind of get back
Now I even get shook by the
they know what the fuck they gon' get
Took for cash and a mouth full of dick, huh
And I hate I be that way
Goin' vicious on these
Just all leave today
But I know it last long
They sayin' Ant Banks
Now all my is gone

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

You fuck with us bitch, gettin' broken
leg, arm, jaw, nose, pick a part
Oakland motherfuckers'll your heart
Until you recognize game in face
You's a ass bitch, ain't never been no place
I can't hold back, now's the
To leave your stank fake broke ass bitches
And move on a player
I'm knockin' ghetto and even squares
Secretaries, nurses, and women
I'm flyin' first class, nigga, fuckin' flight
$Hort Dog ain't but a dog, beeyatch
(Ain't new nigga, come again)
All my bitches are gone, bitches cut
But I don't give a fuck
I always knew I need that hoe
I got the from the motherfuckin' E-S-O
And you can tell when I hit the
All them star-struck bitches in my face
And get shot to the curb I'm the mob
Unless givin' niggas blowjobs

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

too

You what I'm sayin'?

Yeah,

$Hort Dog in the house

Nah nigga, you in motherfucker

this shit for nine-tre and nine-four
You know I'm sayin'?
Get in you fit in, hoes

Before you a check up from the neck up

out
Fuck bitches, man
Fuck bitches, $hort
get out of here, man