Luyện nghe bài hát Feb 14

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

Ayy, you don't really fuck with me, so you just cut it out
I see you know I peep you all about
You ain't fuckin' over me, I rather your mouth
You just wanna with me and soak up all my clout
Gettin' tried of niggas reachin' out and tryna
So flavor, all these haters keep on droppin' salt
(Ooh, I with that)
I ain't even write it down, Red
out loud, uh, clown, uh uh
I ain't never go no heart surgery (uh, yuh, yuh)
'Cause I see no lil' hoe hurtin' me (ayy, ayy)
But I done some hearts, ask my clergy, B (ayy, ayy)
I'm like how the this nigga in front of me? (ayy, ayy)
I'm like what the fuck, this nigga been me?
Like how this nigga sittin' here me about me?
Antoneisha say I was in my dream (ayy)
That bih Chanuncey say I'm fightin' in my sleep (yuh, yuh)
Got angels on my team fightin' demons
bih, nigga, I kill, stealin', I be cheatin' (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 don't believe in karma, shit is flaw
'Cause I done let out rounds, and it back around (yeah)
Identity (yeah, yeah, skrr, skrr)
That's my occupation, I to pop checks (identity theft)
I was the first in the ring, a Royce in my projects (yeah, ooh, ooh)
Don't get me wrong, I love myself, but I love identity (ayy, ayy)
They ask me my hobby, bitch, identity theft

I be runnin' up that money, take a deep breath
I what's up, I keep my ear to the streets like I'm a elf
Fuck it, I'm writin' now, 7S
No, I ain't like you clowns, this a real bulletproof vest
I'm to the streets, grew up to the streets
I grew up 'fore I ever went through puberty
I just gave a that business with that foolery
Start jackin' niggas and whackin' niggas, I was snatchin' jewelry
I bag a like groceries
how you approachin' 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 soft for my old G

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