Luyện nghe bài hát It's Hard Being Wifee

Uhh
Ladies know how that sayin' goes
'Be careful you ask for in life
you just might get it'
Dependin' on you ask for
What you get you might not be to get out of it
You Uhh

might take advantage if you let 'em
(Uhh)
Play your cards right and if you fuck 'em in the same
Make sure that he snitch, must be up to sumpin'
Or be on his dick, shit

You know how flip from gettin' pussy
The head, 'til you spent yo bread and his dick
Especially if he trip,
Don't complain, bitch, do your thang and cop that
(Uhh)

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

Do you, like, yeah, faggot, you
What the am I to do now?
Just lay back like I'm that lame bitch,
I'm that bitch
(Uh huh)

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

He don't know that I a move
Get him right for Chyna White
to lose, and I see right through him
Yeah, we fuckin'

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

Yo, yo, yo, yo
Yo, when your man ain't 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"
he just ain't tight

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

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

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

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

First chick he ever cried fo' had a chick that raps like this
(Uh, huh)
And impressed for no see 'cuz we straight this
(Uh, huh)
And he a it very clear baby mothers don't exist
(Uhh)
They some Fox haters and condom breakers, ya heard?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yo, when your man ain't fuckin' you
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"
'Cuz he just ain't

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