Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Trust Her

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

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

[Verse
Now do you love your bitch or do you your bitch?
Cause niggaz gotta tendencies to they dick
You down with Too $hort He a ho
Cause I'll snatch a bitch up e'ry show, and hit the
But certain niggaz fall in with them hookers
Nigga the pussy ain't yours cause another nigga her
Seen a little mo' game, she took a rang and 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 dickies or the givin hickies
She know what she want, she want California funk
Them hundred spoke thangs with that juice up in the
She wanna ride down the with the top back
But she know I gotta hit before we that
Man trust her

One]
(Aiyyo) Man, see that's the fuck I'm talkin about
(What?) You trust a bitch!
(The you mean?) What'chu mean? Where the fuck you been?
(Me and my Robin went to the car wash)
I don't wanna that shit
Robin called me lookin for yo' ass
What the fuck you (whatever, whatever)
That's 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 here
(Nigga just fuck, okay?)
No I ain't even fuckin, ain't worth that

Now do you love your or do you trust your bitch?
Now do you your nigga or do you trust your nigga?
what 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
like when I step up in the club I gotta catch my breath
9 times out of 10 I cain't myself
I don't really to cheat, I ain't lyin 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, her what she wanna hear
Now I'm I can hit it
Cause the shit was soundin good she bought it and she bit it
I'm down with $hort Dawg, I'm the thang comin
You heard Badwayz? I'm the first one
My name Stud baby girl, you heard of us?
"$hort Records: In We Tru$t?"
I died if I wasn't high - you ain't heard that?
But matter of fact, I got some in the 'llac
We can these drinks and go smoke that shit
And from there, no tellin where we gon' get
But don't her

Two]
That's the of shit I'm talkin about (what?)
That fuckin around shit man shit is not cool
(Fuckin around nigga, you been fuckin around too with your hoes)
(Now how you gon' off on me like that?)
Man you ain't got no clue, you know what the fuck's goin on f'real
(Anyway) I'm bout to handle (I know)
Oh baby what's up? (I know what you doin out there okay?)
Bitch, what the fuck you I'm doin?
(Well as long as you that lucci home to me baby)

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

[Verse
You see way after 12 and I'm out wit'cho bitch
Tossin up, while you workin on the shift
Got you fucked up mad, bout to a rage
She won't answer the phone, return your page
Gettin took for what you got yet you 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 home lickin all on ho
Would have a fit ever knowin she was Joe
She love money and excitement, that's why always fightin
And youse a workin-haulic, she want you to be
When it all falls down, you cain't trust that
If she make you too mad you might that bitch
Be locked in county for assaultin shit
But for love and the pussy you done bought that
Don't her

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