Luyện nghe bài hát I Need A Bitch

Big] Yeah... you
[Kim] you too!
Fuck you bitch
[Kim] you motherfucker
[Big] You ain't shit anyway, you
[Kim] You shit, you fat motherfucker
Yeah, whatever whatever
[Kim]
[Big] You wasn't sayin that you was suckin my dick
[Kim] You wasn't that when you was eatin my pussy!
[Kim] You a motherfucker!
Check it, uhh
[Kim] ass

[Chorus B.I.G.]
What do ya do when yo' is untrue?
You cut hooker off and find someone new
I need another (another bitch), in my life

B.I.G.]
Uh-huh, uhh, uhh
I know he don't treat you I treat you
to explain your game is see-through
Sex is lethal, I gon' lie
Means to get ya back, I ain't try
Like this y'all, my girl sucked anotha nigga y'all
skinned with the chromed out six y'all
Thought they was creepin, took trips to V-A third weekend
you was sleepin, he hit you on the box
Sixty-nine non-stop
Shoulda left ya then, but my heart not
You knew too much, the relationship too much
You knew about the crack vials, means to be
Way I hid dough the bathroom tile
for a while, thought you was my right thing
Then things got
the scene, sorta like Sam Rothstein
Guess you Ginger, huh, go
Never thought you be a gold digger
Take my dough and spend with the next
my man Trigga, my ace boom coon
Told me cut the bitch off 'fore the balloon
Now I'm Brandy, "Sittin in My Room"
drunk listenin to Stylistic tunes
Or the O'Jays, thinkin bout the old
My like, "Fuck that bitch, go play
Baller, did she beep you? Don't her
who I seen, that freak bitch Paula
She was askin bout ya
the digits, I know you can wear that out
Tear that out the frame, ya game so
be all fuckin night"

[Chorus Lil' Kim]
What do ya do when man is untrue?
Do you cut the sucker off and find someone
I need another man, in my

Kim]
Mmm, uhhh, uhhh!
Member when you you would die for me, shit
All of was just lies to me
Motherfucker shoulda never bye to me
Now you cry for me, Jodeci
It's like that y'all, my hit another bitch from the back y'all
Black nasty and mad fat shoulda seen the hoe
Nigga ya shit, tou out the do', ohh
What the fight in the Mirage?
I seen ya Benz, parked outside my garage
it was ya friend Rog, bullshit
I ain't gonna puttin up wit the bullshit
And still I, sweat these bitches
who be hanged like on the wall and ya pictures
fishes, my love is concrete
Stashin ya heat in the seat
of the Nautica Jeep, we've down for so long
a bitch like me tryin to hold on
Teary eyed, damn a steamin
steady screamin, "Kim you need to leave him!"
When I testified in
Couldn't think straight thinkin bout the bitches I
over you, nigga the shit you bought
And fuck you, movin is my resort
You see outta ten niggaz, ain't shit
One five niggaz suck a dick
Ya mad at me, too bad she as bad as me
Choulda kept the bitch off my canape
Now you see, ain't no warm as mine
Long as mine, ain't no love as as this
When I ya dick, it's like smokin a roach
Uhh, why go first class to coach?

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