Luyện nghe bài hát It's Hard Being Wifee

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

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

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

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

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

Don't you know? cross no ho
Especially if she was and she know where that stands go
Fuck you wildin' fo'? Who you fo'?
And the is he fuckin' with the deuce kid
(Uhh)

He don't that I stick a move
Get him right for that Chyna
Nothing to lose, and I see through him
Yeah, we fuckin'

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

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

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

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

Should'a known not to fuck with no lightweight
Rollin' doves in his stacks, I fuckin' wit that
I'm like, "Dude, where the fuck is yo big at?"
And you know how I get down, I don't pumps that
he act funny and he only fuck with track 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 makes, wonder if he was sent to do this
Put it for you

First chick he ever cried fo' never had a chick that like this
(Uh, huh)
And for no see 'cuz we straight like 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 you right
And the dope daddy 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, your man ain't fuckin' you right
And the dope daddy 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

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

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

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 just empty his
On the low but I know that he when I flip
(Uhh)

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

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

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

Yo, your man ain't fuckin' you right
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"
he just ain't tight