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 nigga?

[Verse
Now do you love your bitch or do you trust your
niggaz gotta tendencies to follow they dick
You with Too $hort girl? He a ho
Cause I'll snatch a bitch up e'ry show, and hit the
But certain niggaz fall in love with them
Nigga the ain't yours cause 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 wanna leave with, she know we got the
The niggaz wearin dickies or the niggaz hickies
She what she want, she want that California funk
Them hundred spoke thangs with juice up in the trunk
She wanna ride down the sho' the top back
But she know I gotta hit before we start
Man don't her

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

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
It's when I step up in the club I gotta catch my breath
9 times out of 10 I help myself
I don't really mean to cheat, I ain't I'm a freak
Pager goin beep and I'm steady to creep
I admit, I'm a -
I did what I had to do to get in her
I simply in her ear
Tell her I'm the man, tell her what she wanna
Now I'm I can hit it
the shit was soundin good cause she bought it and she bit it
I'm down with $hort Dawg, I'm the next comin
You heard Badwayz? I'm the first one
My Stud baby girl, you ain't heard of us?
"$hort Records: In We Tru$t?"
I hadda died if I high - you ain't heard that?
But of fact, I got some weed in the 'llac
We can finish these and go smoke that shit
And there, ain't no tellin where we gon' get
But trust her

Two]
That's the type of I'm talkin about (what?)
That fuckin shit 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 know the fuck's goin on f'real
(Anyway) I'm bout to business (I know)
Oh yeah baby what's up? (I what you doin out there okay?)
Bitch, the fuck you think I'm doin?
(Well as long as you bringin that lucci to me baby)

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

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