Luyện nghe bài hát Bitches

(Domo Genesis)

It's the 5-9 taper fade, sideline game
High time save a page, they know the name
Doms in this bitch I mean it's real sh*t taking
Money still the motive and I'm clocking it Flava Flav
(Hodgy Beats)
Let me take my off.
Five, four, three, two, one bitch.
Hodgy bout to barf logs, I be spitting 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 gettin no money huh?
Broke is talking 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, rhyme
I switch hands o' clock, when your bitch lands by six.
She will be quicksand better than the n*gga, this man
swell up like a sick gland killing your whole ambition
Bitch.
(Domo)
My hat says high that's exactly how I feel bitch,
All I need is green grass and gold on my bitch,
Watch me get it n*gga, sell it real quick
drew the master plan and Domo hit the kill switch.
(Hodgy)
I'm young fellow guy peddle by reppin'
Girlfriend never settles, Too busy in the meadows 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 rapper cannibal
She can't refuse so I let her it like it's 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 me and I ain't even friends with them.
Call a ho then stall a ho, I'm also dope across the
Catch my fate, I bang grenades and your face til it's off your throat.
(Domo)
Please shut the fuck up let me put this to sleep.
The shit he speak got him all like his Christmas week.
Silly me, riding with bitches with slim physiques.
And I'm tryna see lights, camera, action Mr. Cheeks.
(Hodgy)
Army fatigue, boxes for the league
No ghetto and weaves down to the sleeve, for the fees
If packaged she'll be petite know how to roll up my
Her doing's doing the and she don't really need shit.
(Domo)
They asking Domo "Where you been?" They feel got ditched.
Just for the influence, I be under that bitch and
It's a headlock when it come to that
You ain't never met a 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
souls. Promise 90 retro, Ho.
(Domo)
Hey get out of the way cause i'm going AWOL
Bitch lay off the gas that they your head tank dog,
Thinking that you than me will get you taked off,
You either gotta win or go home, it's the playoffs.
(Hodgy)
luxurious that a throwback with no low Jack no driver but it got doormats,
Zero to sixty in like 4 flat; you know any that own that?
I stuntin I'm a youngin, me and my n*ggas we be thuggin
At our shows that we be bugging groupie and we buzzin.
(Domo)
So me in the trap; it's going down.
MellowHype leaning like the jaw of Brown.
(Hodgy)
Cops arrest me for a DUI
We don't need you motherfuckers to and listen.
Wang Bitch.