Luyện nghe bài hát We Don't Love 'em

Yeah, KLC DJ Wop, it's all them hoes
I know my nigga, Wop don't love them
My KL, he ain't loving them hoes
My nigga Cult definitely ain't them hoes
Do know what's up with this Mac nigga, feel it

To all the bitches, hoes and all that
Running with them tights on trying to find the tricks
Running behind that dick chasing with brand names
I see you tight coming, you it harder for the right woman

Off in the club giving a hug, trying to get some love
them put their hands on your glove
Off in the limo you and that hoe, they hit the ass
And let their partner and them know so now you on they

They a rhyme about cha
They the world how they got that out cha
All up in the mouth too you with the route boo
They made you famous, man's got to be your bitch
He saw the video tape and said all man that ain't

Instead of ending it he defending it, I'll give you that
he lame or your pussy is pure gold with diamond clusters
But he a buster 'cause everybody you
But he the only one saying he you, you's a

Hoes, hoes, you know I'm them hoes hoes
But I don't them hoes, hoes, I'm way above them hoes, hoes
Wop don't love them hoes, hoes, KL don't love hoes, hoes
Fiend don't love hoes, hoes, Coonts don't love them hoes
Check this out,

I seen her in the in blue shaking her ass
her eye at every nigga who passed
Trying to that glass put his pants back
The ass fat but you backwards
A trip with a simple effect even don't to

things you be after you caught up in the rapture
Me and my point at you with laughter
But get or try to understand you world
And what it did to make you such a ass girl

I you laid with this nigga that you met last night
You fucking him because his white Land looking tight
Stroking, telling you it was love at first sight
But you don't realize that it was for the night

Now you at the crib crying, you sick of all niggas lying
But you the one that's all the lying
Supplying the cat to all the who be trying to mack
On the you wants to be real familiar

Now at the spot where the champagne pop
You in the corner getting wet in some rain drop
common to you so you except it
It's unknown how many niggas you done slept

We love them hoes, hoes
We don't love them hoes, hoes, I'm way above hoes, hoes
I'm 'bout them hoes, check it

My nigga slim, I let them hoes I'm from the 3rd yo
My name is and I'll get all up in em' slow
I gives a fuck I get nigga what
My nigga DJ Wop told me to let them know
What's up my Storm, she definitely in the house
I'm from so you niggas know I got all about