Luyện nghe bài hát FDB (Remix)

Hustle

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

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

Biotch! Bitch!
Fuck that bitch Too $hort
My whole crew here, you thought?
Bumping, that Newport
Ho keep bout "fuck me"
Man, that bitch
Ho you she ain't fuck me
I'll fuck that bitch
Why you mad I ain't you stacks?
Why you mad I ain't call you
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 fuck that fuck bitch
Ho keeps you "trust me"
Hey! I don't trust bitch
Boys, South Bronx,
Hey! where I'm from
That fly shit my talk
Hey! Never been
My shoe game is on Time,
Can't touch shit
Ho talking bout "fuck me" (what man)
Man, fuck that

Fuck that (fuck that bitch)
Fuck bitch
Bitch holl'in' 'bout "fuck me?"
Nah, fuck bitch
that bitch (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 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 everytime I get a new broad, I get
My baby momma mad and my look like a genie
I got racks like Venus, wanna ?
Red like panini, eating steaks and
Wit' ya broad in Tahiti, big ass bikini
I don't on tracks, I throw up on em like bulimic
Pardon, my High album a problem

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

I'm the master, rollie iced like a hockey player
Kick it like a soccer player, hating like a goalie
Long neck, ?, what your bitch got for me
We been on the stars since midnight, homie
I destroyed the pussy, hit it a fist fight, homie
My dick only know what she kiss like,
See, the molly got a gun, you could call but she
I was balls deep in it, nigga, you ain't know it
Blowing headband, in the land
Say you hit it safe? You the only nigga, can
She be a freak, you wanna be a man
Getting head in the Coupe, sex in the Van
Run a full court game, no
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 presidential suite, nigga, me on
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 Row, you know me, ho
where I'm from, know where I rep

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

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

(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, throw it
My luxurious, yo' show ain't 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
you nigga then fuck yo' cousin
For some and a couple hundred
I thought you knew, let me teach you
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 lot of pussy
Nigga, my show
Red, black and girls, yeah, they them Trinidad hoes

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

I told you Hustle on everything
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