Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Trust Her

Yeah, trust her
Don't yo' nigga
Yeah, uhh

Now do you love your or do you trust your bitch?
Now do you love your nigga or do you trust your Yeah

[Verse
Now do you love your or do you trust your bitch?
Cause niggaz gotta to follow they dick
You down with Too $hort He a ho
Cause snatch a bitch up e'ry show, and hit the mo-mo
But certain niggaz in love with them hookers
Nigga the pussy yours cause another nigga took her
a little mo' game, she took a rang and some bigger and better thangs
Starin at the chain and the karats in the
Now who she wanna leave with, she we got the sticky
The niggaz wearin or the niggaz givin hickies
She know what she want, she that California funk
Them hundred thangs with that juice up in the trunk
She ride down the sho' with the top back
But she know I gotta hit we start that
Man trust her

[Interlude
(Aiyyo) Man, see that's what the fuck I'm talkin
(What?) You trust a bitch!
(The fuck you mean?) mean? Where the fuck you been?
(Me and my girl went to the car wash)
I don't wanna that shit
Robin called me lookin for yo' ass
What the fuck you (whatever, whatever)
what the fuck I'm talkin 'bout, I'm talkin 'bout
(You trippin) I trust yo' motherfuckin ass
You need to get yo' ass the fuck up outta
(Nigga let's fuck, okay?)
No I ain't even fuckin, ain't worth that

Now do you love bitch or do you trust your bitch?
Now do you love your nigga or do you trust your
Nigga what what, what wha-what?

[Verse
Now you thinkin you be trustin yo' man, but I'ma you right now
The peter man the plans
It's like when I step up in the club I gotta my breath
9 times out of 10 I cain't help
I don't really mean to cheat, I ain't I'm a freak
Pager goin and I'm steady tryin to creep
I admit, I'm a -
I did I had to do just to get in her
I whispered in her ear
Tell her I'm the man, tell her what she wanna
Now I'm I can hit it
Cause the shit was soundin cause she bought it and she bit it
I'm down $hort Dawg, I'm the next thang comin
You heard Badwayz? I'm the first one
My name Stud girl, you ain't heard of us?
"$hort In Platinum We Tru$t?"
I hadda died if I wasn't high - you ain't that?
But matter of fact, I got some in the 'llac
We can these drinks and go smoke that shit
And there, ain't no tellin where we gon' get
But trust her

Two]
That's the type of shit I'm about (what?)
That fuckin around shit man shit is not cool
(Fuckin around nigga, you been fuckin around too some-a your hoes)
(Now how you come off on me like that?)
Man you ain't got no clue, you don't know what the fuck's goin on
(Anyway) I'm to handle business (I know)
Oh yeah baby what's up? (I know you doin out there okay?)
Bitch, what the you think I'm doin?
(Well as long as you bringin lucci home to me baby)

Now do you love your bitch or do you your bitch?
Now do you love your nigga or do you trust your
what what, what what wha-what?

[Verse
You see it's way 12 and I'm out wit'cho bitch
Tossin up, while you on the midnight shift
Got you fucked up mad, bout to a rage
She won't the phone, won't return your page
Gettin took for you got yet you treat her real dapper
She takin all yo' and she spend it on us rappers
Fuckin all in yo' house, all on yo' sheets
I come to yo' town, I be doggin yo' freak
Then you come back lickin all on that ho
Would have a fit ever she was suckin Joe
She money and excitement, that's why y'all always fightin
And youse a workin-haulic, she you to be ballin
When it all falls down, you cain't trust that
If she make you too mad you might bust that
Be down in county for assaultin shit
But for and the pussy you done bought that bitch
Don't her

Don't trust her, don't that bitch
Now do you love your bitch or do you trust your
trust her
Now do you love your nigga or do you your nigga?
Nigga what what, what what