Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck You

you
This is for them hoes I hate
my French
But I wanna say

you
This is for them snakes that smile in face
Pardon my
But I wanna say

you
Go ahead tell em why mad
Cause youre and youre sad
And aint tryin to

you
So I want to say
F U C K

This next is for them hatin ass bitches and niggas
Kim
Who I was gonna rot in jail
This is what Ive waitin for
Who I couldnt do it again
Thats the love hook, the motherfuckin hook
Yeah, well the motherfuckin Queen is back,
Go hide a motherfuckin rock, fuck you

you
This is for them hoes that I
Pardon my
But I just say

you
This is for them that smile in your face
my French
But I just say

you
Go ahead em why youre mad
Cause youre and youre sad
And aint tryin to

you
So I want to say
F U C K you

Does my sexiness offend
You hoes friends but they try to pretend to
Snakes in the tryin to strike against you
Tell em why your mad cause Im fly like Jet

They even try to go through what Ive through
But need to catch up cause theyre in my rear view
I kick a bitch ass in my Jimmy shoe
But you ain't even worth settin up my

I tell this to you, go to hell
sayin my name, tryin to get your shit to sell
And even though your been away, got low like Chappelle
Im back in the club, got yellin

you
This is for them that I hate
my French
But I just say

you
This is for snakes that smile in your face
my French
But I wanna say

you
Go ahead tell em why mad
Cause youre and youre sad
And nobody tryin to

you
So I want to say
F U C K you

Go ahead tell em why mad
you spend on your rent I spend on my Louis bag
Im high class, on 5th Ave
You keep the tag in clothes so you can take it back

Mad youre broke and you're lookin for a fix
But you want my autographs and you wanna take a
Tell em why youre mad cause you lookin real
Jealousy is a disease and you lookin real

to see a doc, youre a girl on top
Lotta bitches want my but I got it on lock
to the bank, Ima get it non-stop
When they in the spot, let everybody holla

you
This is for hoes that I hate
Pardon my
But I wanna say

you
This is for them snakes that smile in your
Pardon my
But I wanna say

you
Go tell em why youre mad
youre broke and youre sad
And nobody tryin to

you
So I want to say
F U C K you

Kimbrel, Im just sayin I feel
You hoes faker a three dollar bill
Now the back, you already know the drill
Only time you gettin burned is when on the treadmill

Its like they always on their
why youre mad, go on tell em why you furious
You crack me up, don't nobody take you serious
I laughed at em, make Murphy delirious

Listen here, dont hate me, the person in the mirror
So please keep that fake ass shit from here
And evrybody put your middle in the air
And we gon tell them

you
This is for them hoes that I
my French
But I wanna say

you
This is for snakes that smile in your face
my French
But I just say

you
Go tell em why youre mad
youre broke and youre sad
And aint tryin to

you
So I want to say
F U C K you

you