Luyện nghe bài hát Got Friends

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

Look, I ain't gotta rap about it
I just talk about it 'cause I it now
So let me tell you 'bout PYT
That I seen this week, I had to a bow
5'2" with a brown fur and her hair tied with them eyes
And she would make me throw it all
For a fun and the right prize
Bad as fuck, ass than an hammer truck ask her
keep my hammer tucked
The type to 'em down and then the panties stuck
I'll run 'em up, wanna kick it you
Get a house and a with you
Pop up on you at your work place, not birthday
Just to let them niggas I'm buildin' with you
Your best friend, always through
that Macaulay Culkin when you're home alone
And I ain't even dog you out
But can you a nigga just a little bone?
One of you, one of me, you and me
We make three or maybe four, and just two more 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 just to chat with her for a sec'
Let it sit, let it process, then she and said, Sure, yes
in her ear and told her,
Baby I want less and more sex, but

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

Look, all of my got friends
of 'em like with a blend
And of 'em off in the ends
And don't care who they offend
Look, I had a who was tatted up from the neck down,
she was crazy
Met a shorty with an ill grammar, who fight alot
And she a baby
Complain me, always on the road
And talk to women and she wanted babies
Had to shake it like a common
Then I had a show and then I saw you,
Then I book you, now we back-to-back-to-back-to-back with no indication
Now I'm to you,
Takin' you the world to see a couple different faces
Hood nigga dreams, like movie scenes
Hit it from the back, boost your
you left to visit cuz and 'em,
Reconnectin' with mom and 'em
Now you want me to fly to Sweden after, fly you to the
You was mine and I am and you still mine when I go on tour
I ain't really tryna 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 take it to the
Crazy how all started out
'Cause I saw somethin' I can't ignore

She said...
All of my bitches got friends,
All of my got friends
And bad, they bad, so we good
It's for the clique, word
All of my bitches got
You need to pick, nah
All of my bitches got

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