Luyện nghe bài hát FDB (Fuck Dat Bitch)

Hustle

West Side, Bankhead,(remix) that's where I'm
y'all did
It done
My Tru game and my shoe
You can't touch that

steady holl'in' 'bout "fuck me?"
(FDP) Nah, fuck bitch
Fuck bitch (fuck that bitch)
Fuck that
steady holl'in' 'bout "fuck me?" (holla holla)
(Remix) Fuck bitch
Fuck bitch (Fuck that bitch)
Bitch steady holl'in' "fuck me?"
Nah, fuck bitch

Biotch! Bitch!
that bitch like Too $hort
My whole crew here, you thought?
Bumping, smoking Newport
Ho talking bout "fuck me"
Man, fuck bitch
Ho told you she ain't me
Then I'll that bitch
Why you mad I give you stacks?
Why you mad I call you back?
I buy you that, I ain't fly you back
Ho ass nigga, ain't how you act
Now a bitch bout "fuck me"
me fuck that fuck that bitch
Ho keeps you "trust me"
Hey! I trust that bitch
Boys, South Bronx,
Hey! that's I'm from
fly shit my niggas talk
Hey! Never been
My shoe is on Hammer Time,
Can't touch shit
Ho keep bout "fuck me" (what man)
Man, that bitch

Fuck that bitch (fuck bitch)
Fuck bitch
steady holl'in' 'bout "fuck me?"
Nah, fuck that
Fuck that (fuck that bitch)
Fuck that
Bitch steady holl'in' "fuck me?" (holla holla)
Nah, that bitch

go three,
Stupid on the remix I'mma show you how to raise up out the fire a phoenix
I'm a Bankhead nigga, so I'm straighter than a
If ya try the westside, I'mma nut up semen
Ice got me anemic, up in Neiman's
And I get a new broad, I get subpoenaed
My baby momma mad and my girl look a genie
I got racks like Venus, stack ?
Red like panini, eating and zucchini
Wit' ya broad in Tahiti, big ass bikini
I spit on tracks, I throw up on em like bulimic
Pardon, my High album a problem

Wait! that bitch
Fuck that
Bitch steady 'bout "fuck me?"
Nah, fuck bitch
Fuck that
Fuck bitch
Bitch steady 'bout "fuck me?" (holla holla)
Nah, that bitch

I'm the yacht master, iced like a hockey player
it like a soccer player, nigga hating like a goalie
Long neck, grew ?, your bitch got for me
We been walking on the stars since midnight,
I destroyed the pussy, hit it a fist fight, homie
My dick know what she kiss like, homie
See, the got a gun, you could call but she ignoring
I was balls deep in it, nigga, you ain't even it
Blowing headband, strongest in the
Say you hit it You ain't the only nigga, can
She wanna be a freak, you be a man
Getting head in the Coupe, sex in the Van
Run a full game, no one-on-one
Take dope, hit a one on one
nothing else to do, she wanna cum for fun
I'm by myself, I no one
Nigga, she me like Givenchy
In a suite, nigga, me on three
Why call me pussy pumper, nigga, she gon' see
Like she gon' see, she gon' see
Okay, Hustle Gang, nigga, thing I wear
Oh yeah, and a king of
And Strivers Row, you me, ho
Know where I'm from, where I rep

West Side, Bankhead, where I'm
Everything y'all did, it been
My Tru game and my game (what?)
You touch that shit

A bitch that holler "fuck me?" (holler holler)
Nah, fuck bitch

(I train hoes, I'm a pimp, Trinidad clothes)

Southside, ClayCo,
where I'm from, I'm on these Red Bottoms, Rick Owens
I rocking them Jordans, I said now, Ag compound
Gimme money, I'll it
My hair luxurious, yo' show ain't
I got a on my face like Dro old cover
yo' bitch on the couch, no cover
Fuck yo' couch, I'm James brother
She a super freak, she don't like no
Fuck you nigga fuck yo' cousin
For some and a couple hundred
I you knew, let me teach you something
She'll suck me and kiss you like it nothing
Ugh, bitch cold,
Nigga, now you
You on the pussy?(lame)
I got on hold
I get a whole lot of
Nigga, after my
Red, and white girls, yeah, they them Trinidad hoes

Fuck bitch (fuck that bitch)
that bitch
Bitch steady holl'in' "fuck me?" (holla holla)
Nah, fuck that
that bitch (fuck that bitch)
Fuck bitch
steady holl'in' 'bout "fuck me?" (holla holla)
Nah, fuck bitch

I told you Hustle Gang on
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