Luyện nghe bài hát Bitches

(Domo Genesis)

It's the 5-9 taper fade, Laker game
High time save a page, they already know the
Doms in this bitch I mean it's real sh*t taking
still the motive and I'm clocking it like Flava Flav
(Hodgy Beats)
Let me my scarf off.
Five, four, three, two, one bitch.
bout to barf logs, I be spitting fire campin makin s'mores
My flow be trampling like you whores, I'm suicidal, the door.
I'm and, if, but and or.
(Domo)
Bitch what the fuck is you talking bout if you ain't no money huh?
Broke n*ggas is loud I swear you n*ggas is funny bruh.
We what the is up 2012, clutch as fuck.
lifestyle, slow me down, double cup.
(Hodgy)
Old school visions, ambidextrous
I switch hands five o' clock, when bitch lands by six.
She be quicksand better than the next n*gga, this man
Pockets swell up like a gland killing your whole ambition
Bitch.
(Domo)
My hat says high cause that's exactly how I bitch,
All I is green grass and gold on my real bitch,
Watch me get it n*gga, I'ma sell it real
Hodgy drew the master plan and Domo hit the switch.
(Hodgy)
I'm young guy peddle by reppin' MellowHigh
never settles, why? Too busy in the meadows high.
Out to dena, I'm like I'm out the cleaners.
Hardwood like an angry beaver, I'm nuts my fucking t-shirt.
Get it?
(Domo)
A phantom you never hand a random rapper eating
She refuse so I let her drink it like it's Danimals.
Handsome dude she wanna be with standing by camera
I let her snooze and dream cause none of wishes tangible.
(Hodgy)
I'm ballin' like a Benjamin, it's all about the
That's why people acknowledge me and I even friends with them.
Call a ho stall a ho, I'm also dope across the rope
Catch my fate, I bang grenades and your face til it's off your throat.
(Domo)
Please the fuck up let me put this shit to sleep.
The shit he speak got him all ansty like his week.
Silly me, riding with several with slim physiques.
And I'm see lights, camera, action like Mr. Cheeks.
(Hodgy)
fatigue, Bape boxes for the league
No barrettes and weaves down to the sleeve, for the fees
If packaged she'll be petite 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 that bitch and
It's a headlock when it come to grip
You never met a motherfucker done in that sick.
(Hodgy)
I'm the best thing yet the I'm the best thing
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 bunch of hair
dead souls. 90 retro, Ho.
(Domo)
Hey get out of the way cause i'm going AWOL
Bitch lay off the gas that they giving head tank dog,
that you better 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 no driver but it got doormats,
Zero to sixty in like 4 flat; you know any nigga that own
I stuntin I'm a youngin, me and my n*ggas we be thuggin
At our shows that we be bugging loving and we buzzin.
(Domo)
So meet me in the trap; going down.
MellowHype leaning like the jaw of Brown.
(Hodgy)
arrest me for a DUI prohibition
We don't need you motherfuckers to and listen.
Golf Bitch.