Luyện nghe bài hát Got Friends

She said...
All of my got friends, yeah
All of my got friends
And they bad, bad, so we good
It's for the clique, word
All of my got friends
You don't to pick, nah
All of my got friends

Look, I ain't gotta rap about it
I talk about it 'cause I live it now
So let me tell you this PYT
I seen this week, I had to take a bow
5'2" with a brown fur and her hair tied with them light
And she would make me it all away
For a fun time and the prize
Bad as fuck, ass fatter than an hammer ask her
Prolly my hammer tucked
The type to 'em down and then the panties stuck
I'll run 'em up, wanna it with you
Get a house and a picket you
Pop up on you at your work place, not birthday
Just to let them niggas know I'm buildin' you
Your best friend, always coming
With that Macaulay when you're home alone
And I ain't even dog you out
But can you feed a just a little bone?
One of you, one of me, you and me
We make three or maybe four, and two more just to even score
to her, had to play chess, had to hit her with the full press
Then I told her I'd do anything to chat with her for a quick sec'
Let it sit, let it process, then she and said, Sure, yes
Whispered in her ear and her,
Baby I want less and more sex, but

She said...
All of my bitches got friends,
All of my got friends
And they bad, they bad, so we
enough for the clique, word
All of my bitches got
You don't to pick, nah
All of my got friends

Look, all of my got friends
Most of 'em like a blend
And of 'em off in the ends
And they don't care who offend
Look, I had a who was tatted up from the neck down,
she was crazy
Met a shorty an ill grammar, who would fight alot
And she a '90s
about me, always on the road
And to other women and she wanted babies
Had to shake it a common cold
I had a show and then I saw you, baby
Then I you, now we textin' back-to-back-to-back-to-back with no indication
Now I'm to you,
Takin' you across the world to see a couple faces
Hood nigga dreams, fuck movie scenes
Hit it the back, boost your self-esteem
Heard you to visit cuz and 'em,
with your mom and 'em
Now you want me to fly to after, fly you to the Motherland
You was and I am yours and you still mine when I go on tour
I ain't really play no games,
I can win the battle, you can win the war
I'm tryna fuck and love you either on the bed
And we can it to the floor
Crazy how this all out
'Cause I saw somethin' that I can't

She said...
All of my bitches got friends,
All of my bitches got
And they bad, bad, so we good
enough for the clique, word
All of my bitches got
You don't to pick, nah
All of my bitches got

If you and all your girls bad as fuck, put your up
If you and all your girls bad as fuck, put your up
If you and all your girls bad as fuck, put hands up
Yup, put your hands up, Put your hands up
If you and all your girls bad as fuck, put hands up
If you and all girls bad as fuck, put your hands up
If you and all girls bad as fuck, put your hands up
Yup, put your hands up, what? Put your up