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

One]
Now do you love your or do you trust your bitch?
Cause niggaz gotta tendencies to follow dick
You down Too $hort girl? He a ho
I'll snatch a bitch up e'ry show, and hit the mo-mo
But certain niggaz fall in love with them
Nigga the pussy ain't 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 spoke with that juice up in the trunk
She wanna ride the sho' with the top back
But she know I gotta hit before we start
Man trust her

[Interlude
(Aiyyo) Man, see that's what the fuck I'm talkin
(What?) You can't a bitch!
(The fuck you mean?) mean? Where the fuck you been?
(Me and my Robin went to the car wash)
I wanna hear that shit
Robin me lookin for yo' motherfuckin ass
What the you think? (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 just fuck, okay?)
No I ain't even fuckin, ain't that motherfucker

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

Two]
Now you you be trustin yo' man, but I'ma tell you right now
The man make the plans
It's like when I step up in the club I catch my breath
9 times out of 10 I help myself
I don't really mean to cheat, I ain't lyin I'm a
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, her what she wanna hear
Now I'm I can hit it
Cause the was soundin good cause she bought it and she bit it
I'm with $hort Dawg, I'm the next thang comin
You heard Yeah I'm the first one
My name Stud baby girl, you heard of us?
"$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 finish these drinks and go smoke that
And from there, ain't no tellin where we get
But trust her

[Interlude
That's the of shit I'm talkin about (what?)
fuckin around 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 got no clue, you don't know what the fuck's goin on f'real
(Anyway) I'm bout to handle (I know)
Oh yeah 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 love your bitch or do you your bitch?
Now do you love your nigga or do you your nigga?
Nigga what what, what 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 return page
Gettin took for what you got yet you treat her real
She all yo' change and she spend it on us rappers
all in yo' house, bustin all on yo' sheets
When I come to yo' town, I be doggin yo'
Then you come back home all on that ho
Would a fit ever knowin she was suckin Joe
She money and excitement, that's why y'all always fightin
And youse a workin-haulic, she want you to be
When it all falls down, you cain't trust that
If she you too mad you might bust that bitch
Be locked down in for assaultin shit
But for love and the pussy you done bought that
Don't her

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