Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Trust Her

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

[Interlude
(Aiyyo) Man, see that's what the fuck I'm about
(What?) You trust a bitch!
(The fuck you mean?) What'chu Where the fuck you been?
(Me and my Robin went 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 just fuck, okay?)
No I even fuckin, ain't worth 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 wha-what?

Two]
Now you you be trustin yo' man, but I'ma tell you right now
The peter man make the
It's like when I step up in the club I gotta catch my
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 steady 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, tell her 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 $hort Dawg, I'm the next thang
You heard Badwayz? I'm the first one
My name Stud baby girl, you heard of us?
"$hort Records: In We Tru$t?"
I hadda died if I wasn't high - you heard that?
But matter of fact, I got weed in the 'llac
We can finish these drinks and go smoke shit
And from there, ain't no tellin where we get
But don't her

[Interlude
That's the of shit I'm talkin about (what?)
That fuckin around shit man shit is not cool
(Fuckin around nigga, you been around too with some-a your hoes)
(Now how you come off on me like that?)
Man you ain't got no clue, you don't know what the fuck's on f'real
(Anyway) I'm bout to business (I know)
Oh yeah baby what's up? (I know you doin out there okay?)
Bitch, the fuck you think 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 your nigga or do you trust your nigga?
Nigga what, what what wha-what?

Three]
You see way after 12 and I'm out wit'cho bitch
up, while you workin on the midnight shift
Got you up mad, bout to start a rage
She won't answer the phone, return your page
Gettin for what you got yet you treat her real dapper
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
have a fit ever knowin she was suckin Joe
She love money and excitement, that's why always fightin
And a workin-haulic, she want you to be ballin
When it all down, you cain't trust that bitch
If she make you too mad you bust that bitch
Be locked down in county for shit
But for love and the pussy you done bought bitch
trust her

Don't trust her, don't that 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 what