Luyện nghe bài hát It's Hard Being Wifee

Uhh
Ladies y'all know how that sayin'
'Be careful what you ask for in
you just might get it'
Dependin' on you ask for
you get you might not be able to get out of it
You Uhh

Niggas might take if you let 'em
(Uhh)
Play your cards right and if you fuck 'em in the night
Make that he don't snitch, must be up to sumpin'
Or be on his dick, shit

You how niggas flip from gettin' pussy
The head, 'til you yo bread and blew his dick
if he trip, shit
Don't complain, bitch, do your thang and cop range
(Uhh)

When he hit you with game
You be like, 'A'ight, dude,
And sleep on it, put a week on it
Get the Jeep and creep on it

Do you, like, yeah, faggot, you
What the fuck am I to do
Just lay like I'm that lame bitch, dude
I'm same bitch
(Uh huh)

Don't you know? Never no ho
Especially if she was and she know where that stands go
Fuck you wildin' fo'? Who you stylin'
And the is he fuckin' with the deuce kid
(Uhh)

He don't know that I stick a
Get him for that Chyna White
Nothing to lose, and I see through him
Yeah, we tonight

In the Duque, he talkkin' and I'm truckin' tonight
And if he sweet with them big ones, I'm lucky
And if he like he yappin', I'm doin' him right

Yo, yo, yo, yo
Yo, when your man ain't fuckin' you
And the daddy singing in the hood in that Chyna White
We say, "Fuck 'em, 'em"
he just ain't right
We say, "Fuck 'em, 'em"
'Cuz he ain't tight

Yo, when your man ain't you right
And the dope singing in the hood in that Chyna White
We say, "Fuck 'em, 'em"
he just ain't right
We say, "Fuck 'em, 'em"
'Cuz he just tight

Uhh, mostly, they'll you closely
(Uh, huh)
Especially if you fuckin' 'em, anything crushin' 'em
Damn bitch, you 'em, impressed like that
Bomb head, every night, is the sex that? Uh huh
Yeah, you ain't know, I was like that
Over do, not this once, he don't like that

known not to fuck with no lightweight cats
Rollin' doves in his stacks, I fuckin' wit that
I'm like, "Dude, where the is yo big heads at?"
And you how I get down, I don't pumps like that
Plus he act funny and he only fuck with money

And I'm, seven platinum-plat money
It's not a game,
And like Sparkle, be careful you say, nigga
The kind of cat that makes, if he was sent to do this
Put it for you

chick he ever cried fo' never had a chick that raps like this
(Uh, huh)
And for no see 'cuz we straight like this
(Uh, huh)
And he makes a it very clear baby mothers don't
(Uhh)
They just some Fox haters and breakers, ya heard?

Yo, when your man ain't you right
And the dope daddy singing in the hood in Chyna White
We say, "Fuck 'em, 'em"
'Cuz he just right
We say, "Fuck 'em, 'em"
'Cuz he just ain't

Yo, when your man fuckin' you right
And the dope daddy singing in the hood in Chyna White
We say, "Fuck 'em, 'em"
he just ain't right
We say, "Fuck 'em, 'em"
he just ain't tight

Ughh, the is
(Uh, huh)
chicks be fuckin' with that mistress shit
Babe ro, if not for the dough, I splits the quickness
Pleads no fifth, leaves no traces, ya

What the is this? Payback shit?
(Uh, huh)
Is it God striking me for some way back
I'm like, "Damn, was the bitch foul like this?"
(Uh, huh)
And my lobe be just to think, I slash my wrist

And my seven, me thinkin' I should total my six
Or should straight spazz out, his man and split
(Uh, huh)
Took the code straight to his safe and empty his bricks
On the low but I know he love when I flip
(Uhh)

Ya know how to throw the smash game
Shit, I got to bitch and his last name
(Uhh)
Any bitch do a nigga whole big
Any bitch could lock up and a kid

Any could fuck a nigga despite
But the nigga got to love you if he you his wife
Ughh, ya chicks is lonely, I'm ownin' dick
And on top of all bullshit, I'm still his chick

Yo, when your man ain't fuckin' you
And the dope daddy in the hood in that Chyna White
We say, "Fuck 'em, 'em"
'Cuz he just ain't
We say, "Fuck 'em, 'em"
he just ain't tight

Yo, when your man fuckin' you right
And the dope daddy singing in the in that Chyna White
We say, "Fuck 'em, 'em"
'Cuz he just right
We say, "Fuck 'em, 'em"
'Cuz he just tight