Luyện nghe bài hát Move Bitch

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

Here we come hoe, here we
Here we come hoe, here we
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 Mafia inside the southern territorial
Leavin' a page in editorial
When [Incomprehensible] yo back go front [Incomprehensible]

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

Wanna see the costs of the bosses 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 called death when

Oh, she go, old triflin' bitch
Straight take a hoe nigga, always out to
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 another stank hoe
Trickin' on the flo', lookin' kinda slutty though
I'm all my money hoe when I bump on yo stereo

And I go, it's the same old shit
Jumpin' drawz just like a broad, so bitch 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 me from my Lac's and my creases, I'm Sean Paul
the fuck out of each and all y'all
I done seen niggaz fall, I done niggaz ball
I done seen big girls shake with bitty drawz

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

Okay, always sayin' shit that I
Pelle Pelle, A-Town nigga come clean

What's up motherfucka up?
Time to get real crunk, to tear the club up
All these sissy ass hoes talkin' shit about this
Why you tryin' to doubt me baby, I'm the shit, you fade me

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

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

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
you out yo motherfuckin' socks bitch
Droppin' like nothin' wrong bitch
I'll break yo motherfuckin' nose bitch

Didn't we tell yo ass to bitch
Now yo head busted in two fuckin'
So get yo and dip hoe
'Cause a nigga gone off Quevo

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

And them for them young hoes
We'll leave ya like a dildo
All my niggaz doin' Fed
We'll leave yo belly with that iron

bitch, get out the way hoe
Fuck shit, get out the way hoe
bitch, get out the way hoe
that 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 them big butts, nothin' but them quick
kinda freaky like skinny hoe givin' up
Maybe a nigga'll take the camp, let her ride my lap
Made playaz from the Tenn, bitch I'm on the map

I'm the kinda bro' push a 450 hoe
Down the strip, Hennessey I sip on the
Hit me on my [Incomprehensible] horn, can record, make a movie
Don't be choosy with this nigga Juicy, ready to

What y'all know to be part of this, you be on some heartless shit
And it's legal or dirty, I'ma ball regardless trick
And I don't give a fuck if you the tallest or the smallest
none of you hoes know about this order shit

Chyna Whyte I live that street
And I ain't gon' be happy till I got my momma eatin'
Still the one to grip motherfuckin' heater tight
And I'm still 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 freshest nigga up in the
But shoulda seen when I walked in the hoes "What the fuck?"
They saw me VIP in the VIP
With these Rollies and the they be wonderin'
"Who are y'all?"

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