Luyện nghe bài hát Feb 14

Ladies and
All that slick shit, all that lil' fake ass shit
When I be readin' shit, man
Y'all don't really fuck me, ayy, ayy, ayy
You don't really with me
So stop actin' like you fuck me
'Cause I ain't gon' act like I fuck you
And put shit on blast
Ayy

Ayy, you really fuck with me, so you could just cut it out
I see you know I what you all about
You ain't fuckin' over me, I rather fuck your
You just wanna roll with me and up all my clout
Gettin' tried of niggas reachin' out and tryna
So much flavor, all these keep on droppin' salt
(Ooh, I with that)
I ain't even it down, Red Skelton
out loud, uh, clown, uh uh
I never go through no heart surgery (uh, yuh, yuh)
'Cause I can't see no lil' hoe me (ayy, ayy)
But I done broke hearts, ask my clergy, B (ayy, ayy)
I'm like how the fuck this nigga in of me? (ayy, ayy)
I'm like what the fuck, nigga been watchin' me?
Like how this nigga sittin' here me about me?
Antoneisha say I was in my dream (ayy)
That lil' bih Chanuncey say I'm in my sleep (yuh, yuh)
Got three on my team fightin' demons
Lil' bih, nigga, I kill, stealin', I be (yeah, nah, nah)
Ain't no grim, yeah, but I be (ayy, yuh)
Ayy, Valentine's Day, but I'm Halloweenin' (yuh)

I spin, bend,
Even I'm married, nigga, I'm hoein' around
I believe in karma, that shit is flaw
'Cause I done let out rounds, and it come around (yeah)
theft (yeah, yeah, skrr, skrr)
That's my occupation, I love to pop (identity theft)
I was the in the ring, a Rolls Royce in my projects (yeah, ooh, ooh)
Don't get me wrong, I love myself, but I love identity (ayy, ayy)
ask me what's my hobby, bitch, identity theft

I be runnin' up that money, gotta take a deep
I know what's up, I keep my ear to the like I'm a elf
Fuck it, I'm now, iPhone 7S
No, I ain't you Internet clowns, this a real bulletproof vest
I'm conditioned to the streets, grew up to the
I done grew up 'fore I ever went through
I gave a fool that business with that foolery
Start niggas and whackin' niggas, first I was snatchin' jewelry
I bag a like groceries
Watch how you me
Fuck you, hoe, you could leave, no emotions to me
a hoe like a 14
I'm posted up, Dope Boy
I gave my heart to the
But I got a spot for my old G

HBK, heartbreak kid, 14 (yeah)
HBK, Heart Break Kodak, 14 (yeah)
Touch everybody the country, February 14
Yeah, I'm lovin', and I'm thuggin', 14
On coffee and that cocoa, I ain't on codeine
I been on no lean, February 14
Yeah, my trigger finger itchin', you would think I'm a fiend
February 14, yeah, this 14 (ayy)