Luyện nghe bài hát Bitches

(Domo Genesis)

It's the 5-9 taper fade, sideline game
High time save a page, they already the name
Doms in this bitch I mean it's sh*t taking place
Money still the motive and I'm it like Flava Flav
(Hodgy Beats)
Let me take my off.
Five, four, three, two, one bitch.
Hodgy bout to barf logs, I be spitting campin 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 loud I swear you 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 o' clock, when your 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 that's how I feel bitch,
All I need is green grass and gold on my bitch,
me get it n*gga, I'ma sell it real quick
Hodgy drew the master plan and hit the kill switch.
(Hodgy)
I'm young fellow guy by reppin' 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 nuts like my 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 dude she wanna be with standing by camera
I let her snooze and dream cause of them wishes tangible.
(Hodgy)
I'm ballin' like a Benjamin, all about the Benjamins
That's why people acknowledge me and I ain't friends with them.
Call a ho then stall a ho, I'm dope across 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 bitches with physiques.
And I'm tryna see lights, camera, like Mr. Cheeks.
(Hodgy)
Army fatigue, Bape boxes for the
No ghetto barrettes and down to the sleeve, for the fees
If packaged she'll be petite know how to up my weed
Her doing's doing the deed and she don't need shit.
(Domo)
They asking Domo "Where you been?" They they got ditched.
look for the influence, I be under that bitch and
It's a when it come to that grip
You ain't never met a motherfucker done in sick.
(Hodgy)
I'm the best yet the I'm the best thing next
I bet I'll mess presets and jet around all these vets.
That don't know how to let go; this game is filled with a of grey hair
dead souls. 90 retro, Ho.
(Domo)
Hey get out of the way cause i'm going AWOL
Bitch lay off the gas they giving your head tank dog,
Thinking that you than me will get you taked off,
You either gotta win or go home, it's the playoffs.
(Hodgy)
More luxurious that a throwback with no low Jack no but it got doormats,
Zero to sixty in like 4 flat; you any nigga that own that?
I ain't stuntin I'm a youngin, me and my we be thuggin
At our shows we be bugging groupie loving and we buzzin.
(Domo)
So meet me in the it's going down.
leaning like the jaw of Bobby Brown.
(Hodgy)
Cops me for a DUI prohibition
We don't you motherfuckers to stop and listen.
Golf Bitch.