Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck You

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

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

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

you
So I want to say
F U C K

This next track is for them hatin ass bitches and
Kim
Who thought I was rot in jail
This is what Ive been for
Who I couldnt do it again
Thats the love hook, the right motherfuckin
Yeah, the motherfuckin Queen is back, bitch
Go hide under a motherfuckin rock, you

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

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

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

you
So I just to say
F U C K you

my sexiness offend you?
You hoes aint but they try to pretend to
in the grass tryin to strike against you
Tell em why mad cause Im fly like Jet Blue

They even try to go through Ive been through
But they need to catch up theyre in my rear view
I kick a bitch ass in my Choo shoe
But you ain't even worth up my hairdo

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

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

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

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

you
So I just to say
F U C K you

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

Mad cause 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 real pissed
Jealousy is a and you lookin real sick

to see a doc, youre a girl on top
Lotta bitches want my spot but I got it on
Headed to the bank, Ima get it
When they play in the spot, let everybody

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

you
This is for them snakes that in your 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 just to say
F U C K you

Kimbrel, Im sayin what I feel
You hoes than a three dollar bill
Now the Queens back, you already know the
Only you gettin burned is when youre on the treadmill

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

Listen here, dont hate me, hate the in the mirror
So please keep that fake ass shit over here
And evrybody put middle fingers in the air
And we gon tell haters

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

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

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

you
So I want to say
F U C K you

you