Luyện nghe bài hát Where They At?

Where they at? they at?
Where the hoes at? they at?
Where the bitches at? Where at?
they at? Where they at?

Yeah, where at?
Where the hoes at? they at?
the bitches at? Where they at?
Where they at? they at?

Y'all niggas always talkin' bad a breezy
Talkin' 'bout that young-ass, nigga Too Sheezy
Always callin' a woman out a
Callin' her a bitch, now that's a

What if called your woman that?
You'd be all up at the century boy with your stri-nap
Talkin' 'bout, I'll save a ho
Then why you have that breezy drivin' your big-body Benz

You say you only out to get head, and then to stab
But I see you up at Monty's feedin' her lobster and
They say that captain is a worst enemy, so whats next?
You just mad 'cuz I got more hoes than you got diamonds on rolex

I after makin' six platinums in a row
The was easy, so I had to get some more
I did like stiff hoes
I fuck a rap, ain't no quick flows

I'm a California nigga, born and
Got a imagination when I'm on the bed
I love my woman, I her girlfriend and her sister
Felt on her booty but never kissed her

Been mackin' on these since the 8-0's
It don't take much for me to hoes
You must be dreamin', if my bitch you
We in another lifetime, my game is proof

It won't happen, as as she's my bitch
I give a fuck if you fake peep my shit
'Cuz I'mma these hoes like never before
And every time I grab the mic I better flow

Where at? Where they at?
Where the hoes at? they at?
Where the bitches at? Where at?
they at? Where they at?

Yeah, they at?
the hoes at? Where they at?
Where the bitches at? Where at?
they at? Where they at?

I went from rappin' the clothes I was wearin' at a party
To all the hoes that let me see naked bodies
It's not an transition thing
I wasn't born hoes, wearin' pinky rings

Never walked sayin', "Who am I?"
'Cuz when I seen old movies like
It was my destiny, to live a legacy
And reach levels niggas never see

In '81 I friendly, but now it's on
One day I somethin' on the microphone
sixteen hoes, suckin' ten toes
People loved it, how the story goes

It's true, in
Me and Freddy B sold the to you
X-rated, talkin' 'bout and thugs
All the gettin' rich sellin' drugs

Too $hort bumpin' in the
You I retired, bitch I'm back now
Like a party, or a side show
I got the Spanish, black and hoes

Ask an East Oakland nigga, I bet you he
Is she mixed Japanese or fillapino?
I always spit the game I rap
All I wanna know is where the at?

they at? Where they at?
Where the hoes at? they at?
Where the at? Where they at?
they at? Where they at?

Yeah, they at?
the hoes at? Where they at?
Where the bitches at? they at?
Where at? Where they at?

Where the hoes at? Where at?
the bitches at? Where they at? Yeah