Luyện nghe bài hát Flirt

[Verse 1: Da 5'9"]
Yeah, you ever have a bad bitch try to kick it with you in your Twitter
I have! Been a statistic and against
Wicked of the twisted bitches challenge the scrubs
I had a bitch expose me on takeout
And after her 15 minutes of was up
She hit my back apologizin', askin', "Can we still fuck?"
Bitch, please, me, I'm paid as hell
I got the game locked, arcades in
I my uncle wouldn't have died, he woulda loved to see this
Find you a who do molly with a buzz and beat it
I'm 'bout to walk up in this restaurant, like the echelon
Is you comin'? Is you not? Bitch, I'll you
I find it when bad ass bitches try to get your attention
Be lookin' fish outta water, it be for no, no reason
A chick'll drop a and go, "Oh, oh, Jesus"
Just to bend down to get this to show, show cleavage
Haha, why can't just ask a nigga for his number like we do y'all

Royce Da 5'9"]
I'll tell you, women don't how to flirt
And the ones who's bad, they even gotta work
That's shit, I see it all the time, anytime I shine
I'm acknowledging but I'm not tryna play y'all
This is it (what?) Bad bitches, can't good for shit
This is it (what?) They to me comin' out the dick
Real quick (what?) like is it, what?
is it (what?) Woo! (what?) Woo! (what?) Woo!
Women don't know how to (That's right)

[Interlude: 2
You know how I in
to 'em Chainz!

[Verse 2: 2
Okay, came up the street a ladder, Aladdin
A bust through the hole McFadden or Madden
A matter of fact, that's a effect
If the crime fit, then I'm takin' it back now
Fuckin' on this bitch who wear eye
And I pulled a bitch off of
And I had the racks since she had a nice
Met her at Bergdorf, right by the racks
She said, "Should I get a shirt to match the hat?
Or should I get the shoes match with the slacks?"
Yeah, said for her man, ain't gotta be, they comin'
Had a Uzi on me, DJ Drama
Never trust a bitch, and yeah, I will
Okay, sometimes, if she got sex
I meant to say I like to have sex and take pills
I meant to say I like to relax and make a
I meant to say I like to relax and make a
I mean, they the same thing but I ain't talkin' grill
I talkin' dinner, I ain't talkin' supper, this the bloodsucker
Met the bitch at off Amityville
She had a man on the real, he had his hand on the
Fucked, then the he steal, I shoulda passed on the real
happened six without ass, I got more dimes than a pass
And if I knew you'd do what's crazy, I wouldn't-a let me

Royce Da 5'9"]
I'll tell you, women don't how to flirt
And the ones who's bad, they ain't even gotta
real shit, I see it all the time, anytime I shine
I'm just acknowledging but I'm not tryna y'all
This is it (what?) Bad bitches, can't flirt good for
is it (what?) They used to me comin' out the dick
Real (what?) like this is it, what?
is it (what?) Woo! (what?) Woo! (what?) Woo!
Women know how to flirt (That's right)

DJ Premier]
Yo Chainz, Royce!
Remember PRhyme 1? Remember when I
"Word? That's how you feel up on track?
Let a bitch come and try to on that!"
Yeah, and on that note, move on to the one!
Hahahahahahahahaha!