Luyện nghe bài hát FDB (Fuck That Bitch)

Hustle

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

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

Biotch! Bitch!
Fuck that bitch Too $hort
My whole here, fuck you thought?
Bumping, that Newport
Ho keep talking "fuck me"
Man, fuck that
Ho you she ain't fuck 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, that how you act
Now a bitch talking "fuck me"
Fuck me fuck that fuck bitch
Ho telling you "trust me"
Hey! I don't trust bitch
Boys, South Bronx,
Hey! where I'm from
fly shit my niggas talk
Hey! Never done
My shoe game is on Time,
touch that shit
Ho talking bout "fuck me" (what man)
Man, fuck bitch

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

go three,
Stupid on the I'mma show you how to raise up out the fire like a phoenix
I'm a Bankhead nigga, so I'm than a penis
If ya try the westside, nut up like 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, wanna ?
Red panini, eating steaks and zucchini
Wit' ya broad in Tahiti, big ass bikini
I don't spit on tracks, I up on em like bulimic
Pardon, my Tyme album a problem

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

I'm the yacht master, rollie iced a hockey player
Kick it like a soccer player, nigga hating a goalie
Long neck, grew ?, what your got for me
We been walking on the stars midnight, homie
I destroyed the pussy, hit it like a fight, homie
My dick only know what she like, homie
See, the molly got a gun, you could 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 the only nigga, can
She be a freak, you wanna be a man
head in the Coupe, sex in the Sprinter Van
Run a full game, no one-on-one
this 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 me like Givenchy
In a presidential suite, nigga, me on
Why they me pussy pumper, nigga, she gon' see
Like she gon' see, she gon' see
Okay, Hustle Gang, nigga, only thing I
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 y'all did, it been
My Tru game and my game (what?)
You can't touch that

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

(I train hoes, I'm a pimp, Jame$ clothes)

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

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