Luyện nghe bài hát FDB (Fuck That Bitch)

Hustle

West Side, Bankhead,(remix) that's where I'm
Everything did
It been
My Tru game and my shoe
You can't that shit

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

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

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

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

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

I'm the yacht master, rollie iced a hockey player
it like a soccer player, nigga hating like a goalie
Long neck, grew ?, what bitch got for me
We been walking on the since midnight, homie
I destroyed the pussy, hit it like a fist fight,
My dick only know what she kiss like,
See, the got a gun, you could call but she ignoring
I was balls deep in it, nigga, you ain't know it
Blowing headband, strongest in the
Say you hit it safe? You ain't the nigga, can
She wanna be a freak, you be a man
Getting in the Coupe, sex in the Sprinter Van
Run a full game, no one-on-one
Take dope, hit a one on one
Ain't else to do, she wanna cum for fun
I'm by myself, I no one
Nigga, she want me Givenchy
In a presidential suite, nigga, me on
Why call me pussy pumper, nigga, she gon' see
Like she see, like she gon' see
Okay, Hustle Gang, nigga, thing I wear
Oh yeah, and a king of
And Strivers Row, you me, ho
Know I'm from, know where I rep

West Side, Bankhead, where I'm
Everything did, it been done
My Tru game and my shoe (what?)
You can't touch that

A bitch holler 'bout "fuck me?" (holler holler)
Nah, that 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 been rocking them Jordans, I said now, Ag
Gimme money, I'll it
My hair luxurious, yo' ain't growing
I got a smile on my face Dro old cover
Fuck yo' on the couch, no cover
Fuck yo' couch, I'm Rick brother
She a super freak, she don't no rubbers
Fuck you then 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 ain't
Ugh, bitch cold,
Nigga, now you
You on the pussy?(lame)
I got pussy on
I get a whole lot of
Nigga, after my
Red, black and white girls, yeah, them Trinidad hoes

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

I told you Hustle on everything
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