Luyện nghe bài hát Had To Quit Fucking With You

I quit fucking with you {2x}
Damn homie all the we done been through
I gotta quit fucking you
Gun jam, say the wouldn't shot, ight,
I Gotta quit fucking you {3x}
You was my main bitch and i loved you too, hoe in da city,
I gotta quit fucking with you

Let me tell you a about this bitch i had, use to buy this bitch all types of bags,
bad bitch, kept me on my swag shit,
Went to to be a stylist, bitch kinda act a little childish
My main bitch, i think i like this hoe, what the fuck wrong with me thinking i wife this hoe,
lets put it this she on the money team,
every rapper, every trapper, any
I gotta quit with you, every nigga in the city been fucking you, little lien bitch, always on dat crying shit,
fine bitch, cute face, you'll think she so
she innocent, into to me, we intimate,
we be fucking instantly, got head game consistency, consistency She my head up mental, head in that new bently, I thought this bitch was in to me.

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My home boy, ride or die, coppin pistol poppin, we stay in the sky,
One sunday night, in the club, Now pistol on deck so you know what it was,
Enemy in this bitch, we laugh on
We when he in the club we posted to kill,
Gun down, homie forreal, took his straight out the window and unloaded the clip,
its war time, you know what it do, fuck you know,
i gotta quit fucking you
Home boy in the feds, hunna months
he been down for about 3 and get out in a couple
i gotta fucking with you, i can read between the lines i know what it do.,
he sumthan, and im tellen him to,
let the know i gotta quit fucking with you

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