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
Doms in this bitch I mean it's real sh*t place
Money still the motive and I'm clocking it like Flava
(Hodgy Beats)
Let me my scarf off.
Five, four, three, two, one bitch.
Hodgy bout to barf logs, I be spitting fire campin s'mores
My flow be like you whores, I'm suicidal, fuck the door.
I'm and, if, but and or.
(Domo)
Bitch what the fuck is you bout if you ain't gettin no money huh?
Broke is talking loud I swear you n*ggas is funny bruh.
We what the fuck is up 2012, as fuck.
lifestyle, slow me down, double cup.
(Hodgy)
Old visions, rhyme ambidextrous
I switch hands five o' clock, when bitch lands by six.
She will be quicksand better than the n*gga, this man
Pockets swell up like a sick gland killing your ambition
Bitch.
(Domo)
My hat says high cause that's exactly how I bitch,
All I need is green grass and gold on my bitch,
Watch me get it n*gga, sell it real quick
Hodgy drew the master and Domo hit the kill switch.
(Hodgy)
I'm young fellow guy by reppin' MellowHigh
never settles, why? 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 you never hand a random rapper eating cannibal
She can't refuse so I let her drink it like Danimals.
Handsome dude she be with standing by camera crews
I let her and dream cause none of them wishes tangible.
(Hodgy)
I'm ballin' like a Benjamin, all about the Benjamins
That's why people me and I ain't even friends with them.
Call a ho stall a ho, I'm also dope across the rope
Catch my fate, I bang grenades and beat your face til off your throat.
(Domo)
Please shut the up let me put this shit to sleep.
The shit he got him all ansty like his Christmas week.
Silly me, riding several bitches with slim physiques.
And I'm tryna see lights, camera, action Mr. Cheeks.
(Hodgy)
Army fatigue, Bape for the league
No ghetto barrettes and down to the sleeve, for the fees
If packaged she'll be know how to roll up my weed
Her doing's doing the deed and she don't really shit.
(Domo)
They asking Domo "Where you been?" They they got ditched.
look for the influence, I be under that bitch and
It's a headlock when it to that grip
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 with 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 cause i'm going
Bitch lay off the gas that giving your head tank dog,
that you better than me will get you taked off,
You gotta win or go home, bitch 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 groupie and we buzzin.
(Domo)
So meet me in the it's going down.
leaning like the jaw of Bobby Brown.
(Hodgy)
Cops arrest me for a DUI
We don't need you motherfuckers to and listen.
Golf Bitch.