Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Trust Her

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

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

One]
Now do you love bitch or do you trust your bitch?
Cause gotta tendencies to follow they dick
You down with Too girl? He a ho
I'll snatch a bitch up e'ry show, and hit the mo-mo
But certain fall in love with them hookers
Nigga the pussy ain't yours another nigga took her
Seen a little mo' game, she took a rang and some and better thangs
Starin at the chain and the in the rang
Now who she leave with, she know we got the sticky
The niggaz dickies or the niggaz givin hickies
She what she want, she want that California funk
Them hundred spoke thangs with that up in the trunk
She wanna ride down the sho' with the top
But she I gotta hit before we start that
Man don't her

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

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

Two]
Now you you be trustin yo' man, but I'ma tell you right now
The peter man the plans
It's like I step up in the club I gotta catch my breath
9 out of 10 I cain't help myself
I don't really mean to cheat, I lyin I'm a freak
Pager goin beep and I'm tryin to creep
I admit, I'm a -
I did I had to do just to get in her
I simply in her ear
Tell her I'm the man, tell her what she hear
Now I'm I can hit it
Cause the shit was good cause she bought it and she bit it
I'm down with $hort Dawg, I'm the thang comin
You Badwayz? Yeah I'm the first one
My name Stud baby girl, you ain't of us?
"$hort Records: In We Tru$t?"
I hadda died if I wasn't high - you heard that?
But of fact, I got some weed in the 'llac
We can finish these and go smoke that shit
And from there, ain't no tellin where we get
But don't her

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

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

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

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