Luyện nghe bài hát Bitches

(Domo Genesis)

It's the 5-9 fade, sideline Laker game
High save a page, they already know the name
in this bitch I mean it's real sh*t taking place
Money still the motive and I'm clocking it like Flava
(Hodgy Beats)
Let me take my off.
Five, four, three, two, one bitch.
Hodgy bout to barf logs, I be spitting fire campin makin
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 if you ain't gettin 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.
Fast lifestyle, slow me down, cup.
(Hodgy)
Old school visions, ambidextrous
I switch hands five o' clock, your bitch lands by six.
She will be better than the next n*gga, this man
Pockets swell up like a sick 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 the master plan and Domo hit the kill switch.
(Hodgy)
I'm young guy peddle by reppin' MellowHigh
Girlfriend never settles, why? Too busy in the high.
Out to dena, I'm fresh 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 eating cannibal
She can't refuse so I let her drink it like Danimals.
Handsome dude she wanna be with by camera crews
I let her and dream cause none of them 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 then stall a ho, I'm also across the rope
Catch my fate, I bang and beat your face til it's off your throat.
(Domo)
shut the fuck up let me put this shit to sleep.
The shit he speak got him all like his Christmas week.
Silly me, riding with bitches with slim physiques.
And I'm see lights, camera, action like Mr. Cheeks.
(Hodgy)
Army fatigue, Bape for the league
No ghetto and weaves down to the sleeve, for the fees
If she'll be petite know how to roll up my weed
Her doing the deed and she don't really need shit.
(Domo)
They asking Domo "Where you been?" They feel got ditched.
Just look for the influence, I be that bitch and
It's a headlock when it come to that
You ain't met a motherfucker done in that sick.
(Hodgy)
I'm the thing yet the I'm the best thing next
I bet I'll mess presets and jet around all these vets.
That know how to let go; this game is filled with a bunch of grey hair
dead souls. 90 retro, Ho.
(Domo)
Hey y'all get out of the way i'm going AWOL
Bitch lay off the gas that giving your head tank dog,
Thinking you better than me will get you taked off,
You either gotta win or go home, it's the playoffs.
(Hodgy)
More that a throwback with no low Jack no driver but it got doormats,
Zero to sixty in like 4 flat; you know any nigga that own
I ain't stuntin I'm a youngin, me and my n*ggas we be
At our shows we be bugging groupie loving and we buzzin.
(Domo)
So meet me in the trap; going down.
MellowHype leaning the jaw of Bobby Brown.
(Hodgy)
Cops me for a DUI prohibition
We don't need you to stop and listen.
Golf Bitch.