Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck You

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

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

you
Go ahead em why youre mad
Cause broke 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 thought I was gonna rot in
This is Ive been waitin for
Who thought I couldnt do it
Thats the hook, the right motherfuckin hook
Yeah, well the Queen is back, bitch
Go hide under a motherfuckin rock, you

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

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

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

you
So I want to say
F U C K you

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

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

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

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

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

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

you
So I just to say
F U C K you

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

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

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

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

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

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

you
So I want to say
F U C K you

Kimbrel, Im just what I feel
You hoes faker than a three bill
Now the Queens back, you know the drill
Only time you burned is when youre on the treadmill

Its they always on their period
Tell why mad, go on tell em why you furious
You chicks crack me up, don't take you serious
I laughed at em, make Murphy delirious

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

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

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

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

you
So I want to say
F U C K you

you