Luyện nghe bài hát Bitches

(Domo Genesis)

It's the 5-9 taper fade, sideline Laker
High time save a page, they already the name
Doms in this bitch I mean it's real taking place
Money the motive and I'm clocking it like Flava Flav
(Hodgy Beats)
Let me take my off.
Five, four, three, two, one bitch.
bout to barf logs, I be spitting fire campin makin s'mores
My flow be trampling you whores, I'm suicidal, fuck 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 talking loud I you n*ggas is funny bruh.
We what the fuck is up 2012, as fuck.
Fast lifestyle, slow me down, cup.
(Hodgy)
Old school visions, rhyme
I switch hands five o' clock, your bitch lands by six.
She will be quicksand better than the next n*gga, man
Pockets swell up like a sick gland killing your whole
Bitch.
(Domo)
My hat says high cause that's how I feel 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 plan and Domo hit the kill switch.
(Hodgy)
I'm fellow guy peddle by reppin' MellowHigh
Girlfriend never settles, why? Too in the meadows high.
Out to dena, I'm fresh I'm out the cleaners.
Hardwood like an angry beaver, I'm like my fucking t-shirt.
Get it?
(Domo)
A phantom you hand a random rapper eating cannibal
She refuse so I let her drink it like it's Danimals.
Handsome dude she wanna be standing 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
why people acknowledge me and I ain't even friends with them.
Call a ho then stall a ho, I'm dope across the rope
Catch my fate, I bang grenades and your face til it's off your throat.
(Domo)
Please shut the up let me put this shit to sleep.
The shit he speak got him all ansty like his week.
Silly me, riding with bitches with slim physiques.
And I'm see lights, camera, action like Mr. Cheeks.
(Hodgy)
Army fatigue, boxes for the league
No ghetto barrettes and down to the sleeve, for the fees
If packaged she'll be petite how to roll up my weed
Her doing's the deed and she don't really need shit.
(Domo)
They asking "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 that
You ain't never met a motherfucker done in sick.
(Hodgy)
I'm the thing yet the I'm the best thing next
I bet I'll mess with and jet around all these vets.
That don't know how to let go; this game is filled with a bunch of hair
souls. Promise 90 retro, Ho.
(Domo)
Hey get out of the way cause i'm going AWOL
Bitch lay off the gas that they giving your tank dog,
Thinking that you better me will get you taked off,
You either gotta win or go home, it's the playoffs.
(Hodgy)
More luxurious that a throwback no low Jack no driver but it got doormats,
Zero to in like 4 flat; you know any nigga that own that?
I ain't stuntin I'm a youngin, me and my n*ggas we be
At our shows that we be bugging loving and we buzzin.
(Domo)
So meet me in the trap; it's down.
MellowHype leaning the jaw of Bobby Brown.
(Hodgy)
Cops me for a DUI prohibition
We don't you motherfuckers to stop and listen.
Wang Bitch.