Luyện nghe bài hát Move Bitch

Here we hoe, here we come
Here we hoe, here we come
Here we come hoe, here we
Here we come hoe, we come

Here we hoe, here we come
we come hoe, here we come
Here we hoe, here we come

bitch, get out the way hoe
Fuck shit, get out the way hoe
bitch, get out the way hoe
Fuck shit, get out the way hoe

bitch, get out the way hoe
Fuck shit, get out the way hoe
bitch, get out the way hoe
Fuck shit, get out the way hoe

Nigga Three Six burn inside the southern territorial
Leavin' a memorial in editorial
When watch yo back go front [Incomprehensible]

Leave 'em stiff and froze my foes and hit 'em Rose in China snow

Wanna see the of the bosses comin' to toss it
no losses, ain't no crosses, leave you dead in a closet
Family recked from yo death-death, yo early death
Packin' some in jars, two off for the chef

I melt them with medicine
I'm perscription death when [Incomprehensible]

Oh, there she go, old bitch
Straight a hoe nigga, always out to lick
And when shit is thick, out the door she split
She straight slick, but I'm than that bitch gon' get

So now bitch, get out the way hoe and lay low
So say hoe, you just stank hoe
Trickin' on the dance flo', kinda slutty though
I'm all about my money hoe I bump on yo stereo

And everywhere I go, it's the old shit
Jumpin' drawz like a broad, so bitch fuck this now

bitch, get out the way hoe
Fuck shit, get out the way hoe
bitch, get out the way hoe
Fuck shit, get out the way hoe

They know me from my and my creases, I'm Sean Paul
Slap the out of each and all y'all
I done seen niggaz fall, I done niggaz ball
I done seen big girls shake with lil' drawz

And uh, the other day this got smacked in the jaw
I done seen a whole lot, ain't seen what I saw
I'm in it too deep, I could never flaw
If ya talkin' bout that pistol my nigga you better

Okay, sayin' shit that I mean
Pelle Pelle, A-Town gotta come clean

What's up motherfucka up?
to get real crunk, time to tear the club up
All these sissy ass hoes talkin' about this lady
Why you tryin' to me baby, I'm the shit, you can't fade me

Now look what done happened, we hooked up with Eastside Boyz
Bringin' noise, makin' moves like the fuckin' boys
Gangsta Boo be groovin' always choosin', what's up with you
Gangsta Boo be makin' nothin' but hits to bigger figures

Nigga don't play with the muthafuckin', don't lady
On the way, God damn what you bitches say,

bitch, get out the way hoe
Fuck shit, get out the way hoe
bitch, get out the way hoe
Fuck shit, get out the way hoe

We comin' like the Rock bitch
Knock you out yo motherfuckin' socks
Droppin' bows like nothin' bitch
Bitch I'll break yo nose bitch

Didn't we tell yo ass to move
Now yo head in two fuckin' bricks
So get yo and dip hoe
a nigga gone off that Quevo

Why you still runnin' yo bitch
You must've not known who you with
We'll leave you dead in a fuckin'
'Cause we runnin' the Three Triple Six

And them guns for young hoes
We'll leave ya firm like a
All my doin' Fed time
We'll leave yo belly filled that iron

bitch, get out the way hoe
Fuck shit, get out the way hoe
bitch, get out the way hoe
Fuck shit, get out the way hoe

bitch, get out the way hoe
Fuck shit, get out the way hoe
bitch, get out the way hoe
Fuck shit, get out the way hoe

I'm lookin' for big butts, nothin' but them quick sluts
Something kinda freaky skinny hoe givin' up
Maybe a nigga'll take the camp, probably let her my lap
Made from the Memphis Tenn, bitch I'm on the map

I'm the kinda nigga push a 450 hoe
Down the strip, I sip on the low-low
Hit me on my [Incomprehensible] horn, can record, a porn movie
be choosy with this nigga Juicy, ready to [Incomprehensible]

What y'all to be part of this, you gotta be on some heartless shit
And whether it's or dirty, I'ma ball regardless trick
And I don't give a fuck if you the or the smallest bitch
Don't of you hoes know about this order shit

Chyna Whyte I live that life
And I ain't gon' be till I got my momma eatin' right
Still the one to that motherfuckin' heater tight
And I'm tryin' to find a motherfuckin' key to life, ya heard me?

bitch, get out the way hoe
Fuck shit, get out the way hoe
bitch, get out the way hoe
Fuck shit, get out the way hoe

bitch, get out the way hoe
Fuck shit, get out the way hoe
bitch, get out the way hoe
Fuck shit, get out the way hoe

I might not be the nigga up in the club
But shoulda seen when I walked in the hoes "What the fuck?"
saw me VIP in the VIP y'all
With these Rollies and the they be wonderin'
"Who are y'all?"

We be steppin' no less than 30 deep and we some stars
My enterage spendin' no than 80 G's on they cars
If I you to my crib you probably wouldn't believe or think I'm liein'
Check my soundscan hoe, if I'm or dyin'