Luyện nghe bài hát Bitches

(Domo Genesis)

It's the 5-9 fade, sideline Laker game
High time save a page, they know the name
Doms in this bitch I mean it's real sh*t place
Money still the motive and I'm clocking it Flava Flav
(Hodgy Beats)
Let me my scarf off.
Five, four, three, two, one bitch.
Hodgy bout to barf logs, I be fire campin makin s'mores
My be trampling 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 I swear you n*ggas is funny bruh.
We what the is up 2012, clutch as fuck.
Fast lifestyle, me down, double cup.
(Hodgy)
Old school visions, rhyme
I switch hands five o' clock, your bitch lands by six.
She will be quicksand better the next n*gga, this man
Pockets swell up like a sick gland killing your ambition
Bitch.
(Domo)
My hat says high cause that's how I feel bitch,
All I need is green and gold on my real bitch,
Watch me get it n*gga, I'ma it real quick
drew the master plan and Domo hit the kill switch.
(Hodgy)
I'm fellow guy peddle by reppin' MellowHigh
Girlfriend never settles, why? Too busy in the high.
Out to dena, I'm like I'm out the cleaners.
like an angry beaver, I'm nuts like my fucking t-shirt.
Get it?
(Domo)
A you never hand a random rapper eating cannibal
She can't refuse so I let her it like it's Danimals.
Handsome dude she wanna be with standing by crews
I let her snooze and dream none 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 even friends them.
Call a ho then stall a ho, I'm also dope the rope
Catch my fate, I bang and beat your face til it's off your throat.
(Domo)
Please the fuck up let me put this shit to sleep.
The shit he got him all ansty like his Christmas week.
Silly me, riding with several bitches slim physiques.
And I'm tryna see lights, camera, action Mr. Cheeks.
(Hodgy)
Army fatigue, Bape boxes for the
No ghetto barrettes and down to the sleeve, for the fees
If she'll be petite know how to roll up my weed
Her doing's doing the and she don't really need shit.
(Domo)
asking Domo "Where you been?" They feel they got ditched.
Just look for the influence, I be under that and
It's a headlock when it to that grip
You ain't never met a motherfucker done in sick.
(Hodgy)
I'm the best thing yet the I'm the best thing
I bet mess with presets and jet around all these vets.
That don't know how to let go; game is filled with a bunch of grey hair
souls. Promise 90 retro, Ho.
(Domo)
Hey y'all get out of the way cause i'm 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, bitch 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 know any nigga own that?
I ain't I'm a youngin, me and my n*ggas we be thuggin
At our that we be bugging groupie loving and we buzzin.
(Domo)
So meet me in the trap; going down.
leaning like the jaw of Bobby Brown.
(Hodgy)
Cops me for a DUI prohibition
We need you motherfuckers to stop and listen.
Golf Bitch.