Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Trust Her

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

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

One]
Now do you love your bitch or do you your bitch?
niggaz gotta tendencies to follow they dick
You down with Too $hort He a ho
Cause I'll snatch a up e'ry show, and hit the mo-mo
But certain niggaz fall in love with them
Nigga the pussy ain't yours cause nigga took her
Seen a little mo' game, she took a rang and bigger and better thangs
Starin at the and the karats in the rang
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 want that California
Them hundred spoke thangs that juice up in the trunk
She wanna ride down the sho' the top back
But she I gotta hit before we start that
Man don't her

One]
(Aiyyo) Man, see that's what the fuck I'm about
(What?) You trust a bitch!
(The fuck you mean?) What'chu mean? Where the fuck you
(Me and my Robin went to the car wash)
I don't wanna hear shit
Robin me lookin for yo' motherfuckin ass
What the you think? (whatever, whatever)
That's what the fuck I'm 'bout, I'm talkin 'bout
(You trippin) I can't yo' motherfuckin ass
You need to get yo' ass the up outta 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 love your nigga or do you trust nigga?
what what, what what wha-what?

[Verse
Now you thinkin you be yo' man, but I'ma tell you right now
The peter man make the
It's 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 beep and I'm steady to creep
I admit, I'm a -
I did what I had to do 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 with Dawg, I'm the next thang comin
You heard Badwayz? Yeah I'm the one
My Stud baby girl, you ain't heard of us?
"$hort Records: In We Tru$t?"
I hadda 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, no tellin where we gon' get
But trust her

[Interlude
That's the type of I'm talkin about (what?)
That fuckin around shit man shit is not cool
(Fuckin around nigga, you fuckin around too with some-a your hoes)
(Now how you gon' 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 bout to handle (I know)
Oh yeah baby what's up? (I know what you doin out okay?)
Bitch, what the you think I'm doin?
(Well as long as you bringin that 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?

Three]
You see way after 12 and I'm out wit'cho bitch
Tossin up, while you on the midnight shift
Got you up mad, bout 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 to yo' town, I be doggin yo' freak
you come back home lickin all on that ho
Would have a fit ever knowin she was 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 trust that
If she make you too mad you might that bitch
Be locked down in for assaultin shit
But for love and the pussy you bought that bitch
trust her

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