Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck You

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

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

you
Go ahead em why youre mad
youre 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 I was gonna rot in jail
is what Ive been waitin for
Who thought I do it again
Thats the love hook, the motherfuckin hook
Yeah, well the Queen is back, bitch
Go hide a motherfuckin rock, fuck you

you
This is for them that I hate
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
Cause youre and youre sad
And aint nobody to

you
So I want to say
F U C K you

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

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

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

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

you
This is for snakes that smile in your face
my French
But I just 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 tell em why youre mad
What you spend on your I spend on my Louis bag
Im class, shoppin on 5th Ave
You keep the tag in your so you can take it back

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

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

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

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

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

you
So I just to say
F U C K you

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

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

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

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

you
This is for snakes 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 just to say
F U C K you

you