Luyện nghe bài hát FDB (Fuck That Bitch)

Hustle

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

steady holl'in' 'bout "fuck me?"
(FDP) Nah, that bitch
that bitch (fuck that bitch)
Fuck bitch
Bitch holl'in' 'bout "fuck me?" (holla holla)
(Remix) that bitch
Fuck that bitch (Fuck 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 told you she ain't me
Then fuck that bitch
Why you mad I give you stacks?
Why you mad I ain't you back?
I ain't buy you that, I ain't fly you
Ho ass nigga, ain't how you act
Now a talking bout "fuck me"
Fuck me that fuck that bitch
Ho telling you "trust me"
Hey! I don't trust that
Boys, South Bronx,
Hey! where I'm from
That fly shit my niggas
Hey! Never been
My shoe game is on Time,
Can't touch that
Ho talking bout "fuck me" (what man)
Man, that bitch

Fuck bitch (fuck that bitch)
that bitch
Bitch steady holl'in' "fuck me?"
Nah, that bitch
that bitch (fuck that bitch)
Fuck bitch
steady holl'in' 'bout "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 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 mad and my girl look like a genie
I got racks like Venus, wanna ?
Red panini, eating steaks and zucchini
Wit' ya in Tahiti, big ass green bikini
I spit on tracks, I throw up on em like bulimic
Pardon, my High album a problem

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

I'm the yacht master, rollie like a hockey player
Kick it like a soccer player, hating like a goalie
Long neck, grew ?, what your 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 like, homie
See, the molly got a gun, you call but she ignoring
I was deep in it, nigga, you ain't even know it
Blowing headband, in the land
Say you hit it safe? You the only nigga, can
She wanna be a freak, you be a man
Getting in the Coupe, sex in the Sprinter Van
Run a full court game, no
this 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 want me like
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 I wear
Oh yeah, and a of oneself
And Row, you know me, ho
Know where I'm from, know I rep

Side, Bankhead, where I'm from
Everything y'all did, it been
My Tru game and my game (what?)
You can't that shit

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

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

Southside, ClayCo,
That's where I'm from, I'm on Red Bottoms, Rick Owens
I been rocking them Jordans, I said now, Ag
money, I'll throw it
My hair luxurious, yo' show ain't
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 like no
you nigga then fuck yo' cousin
For some shoes and a hundred
I you knew, let me teach you something
She'll 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 whole lot of
Nigga, my show
Red, black and white girls, yeah, them Trinidad hoes

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

I told you Hustle on everything
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