Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck 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
Pardon my
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

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

you
This is for them hoes I hate
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 em why youre mad
Cause youre broke and 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 to strike against you
Tell em why your mad Im fly like Jet Blue

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

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

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

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

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

you
So I want to say
F U C K you

Go ahead tell em why mad
What you spend on your rent I 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 and you're lookin for a fix
But you want my autographs and you wanna a flick
em why youre mad cause you lookin real pissed
Jealousy is a disease and you real sick

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

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

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

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

you
So I want 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 time you burned is when youre on the treadmill

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

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

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

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

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

you
So I want to say
F U C K you

you