Luyện nghe bài hát Where They At?

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm a nigga, born and bred
Got a wild imagination I'm on the bed
I my woman, I love her girlfriend and her sister
Felt on her mommas but never kissed her

Been mackin' on these hoes since the
It don't much for me to break hoes
You must be dreamin', if my chose you
We in another lifetime, my is full proof

It happen, as long as she's my bitch
I give a fuck if you pimps peep my shit
I'mma mack these hoes like never before
And every time I grab the mic I better flow

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

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

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

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

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

true, in 1982
Me and B sold the tapes to you
X-rated, 'bout bitches and thugs
All the dope-dealers rich sellin' drugs

Too $hort bumpin' in the
You thought I retired, bitch I'm now
a house party, or a side show
I got the Spanish, and white hoes

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

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

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

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