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

You know how niggas from gettin' pussy
The head, 'til you spent yo bread and blew his
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 on it, put like a week on it
Get the Benz Jeep and on it

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

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

He know that I stick a move
Get him right for that White
Nothing to lose, and I see through him
Yeah, we tonight

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

Yo, yo, yo, yo
Yo, your 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 right
We say, "Fuck 'em, 'em"
'Cuz he just ain't

Yo, when man ain't fuckin' you right
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 just tight

Uhh, mostly, they'll you closely
(Uh, huh)
if you fuckin' 'em, anything could 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 like that
Over do, not this once, he don't handle that

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

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

First 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 mothers don't exist
(Uhh)
just some Fox haters and condom breakers, ya heard?

Yo, when man ain't 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 tight

Yo, when your man ain't you right
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"
'Cuz he 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, no traces, ya heard?

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

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

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

Any chick 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 singing in the hood in that Chyna White
We say, "Fuck 'em, 'em"
'Cuz he just right
We say, "Fuck 'em, 'em"
'Cuz he just tight

Yo, your man ain't fuckin' you right
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