Luyện nghe bài hát FDB (Fuck That Bitch)

Hustle

West Side, Bankhead,(remix) where I'm from
Everything did
It done
My Tru game and my shoe
You touch that shit

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

Biotch! Bitch!
that bitch like Too $hort
My crew here, fuck you thought?
Bumping, that Newport
Ho keep talking "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 ain't buy you that, I fly you back
Ho ass nigga, ain't how you act
Now a bitch talking "fuck me"
me fuck that fuck that bitch
Ho keeps you "trust me"
Hey! I don't trust that
Boys, South Bronx,
Hey! that's I'm from
fly shit my niggas talk
Hey! been done
My game is on Hammer Time,
Can't that shit
Ho keep bout "fuck me" (what man)
Man, fuck that

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

go three,
Stupid on the remix I'mma show you how to up out the fire like a phoenix
I'm a Bankhead nigga, so I'm straighter a penis
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 like a
I got racks like Venus, wanna ?
Red like panini, steaks and zucchini
Wit' ya in Tahiti, big ass green bikini
I don't spit on tracks, I up on em like bulimic
Pardon, my High album a problem

Wait! that bitch
that bitch
Bitch holl'in' 'bout "fuck me?"
Nah, fuck bitch
that bitch
Fuck bitch
Bitch holl'in' '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 walking on the stars since midnight, homie
I the pussy, hit it like a fist fight, homie
My dick only know what she like, homie
See, the molly got a gun, you could but she ignoring
I was balls in it, nigga, you ain't even know it
Blowing headband, strongest in the
Say you hit it You ain't the only nigga, can
She be a freak, you wanna be a man
Getting in the Coupe, sex in the Sprinter Van
Run a court game, no one-on-one
Take dope, hit a one on one
Ain't nothing 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 call me pumper, nigga, she gon' see
Like she gon' see, she gon' see
Okay, Hustle Gang, nigga, only thing I
Oh yeah, and a of oneself
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 and my shoe game (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 them Jordans, I said now, Ag compound
Gimme money, I'll it
My hair luxurious, yo' show growing
I got a on my face like 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 nigga then yo' cousin
For some and a couple hundred
I you knew, let me teach you something
suck me and kiss you like it ain't nothing
Ugh, bitch cold,
Nigga, now you
You on the pussy?(lame)
I got pussy on
I get a lot of pussy
Nigga, my show
Red, black and girls, yeah, they them Trinidad hoes

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

I told you Gang on everything
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