Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck You

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

you
This is for them snakes that smile in face
Pardon my
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

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 thought I couldnt do it
the love hook, the right motherfuckin hook
Yeah, well the motherfuckin Queen is back,
Go under a motherfuckin rock, fuck you

you
This is for them hoes I hate
Pardon my
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 and youre sad
And aint tryin to

you
So I want to say
F U C K you

my sexiness offend you?
You aint 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 they need to catch up cause theyre in my view
I kick a bitch ass in my Jimmy shoe
But you ain't even worth up my hairdo

I tell this to you, bitch go to
Youre my name, tryin to get your shit to sell
And even your girl 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 wanna say

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

you
Go ahead tell em why mad
Cause youre broke and sad
And aint nobody 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 class, shoppin on 5th Ave
You keep the tag in clothes so you can take it back

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

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

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

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

you
Go tell em why youre mad
Cause youre broke and 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 know the drill
Only time you gettin burned is when on the treadmill

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

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

you
This is for them hoes that I
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 em why youre mad
Cause broke and youre sad
And aint tryin to

you
So I just to say
F U C K you

you