Luyện nghe bài hát It's Hard Being Wifee

Uhh
Ladies y'all know how sayin' goes
'Be careful you ask for in life
'Cuz you just get it'
on what you ask for
What you get you not be able to get out of it
You Uhh

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

You know how niggas flip from pussy
The head, 'til you yo bread and blew his dick
Especially if he trip,
complain, bitch, do your thang and cop that 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 Benz and creep on it

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

you know? 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 Chyna White
Nothing to lose, and I see through him
Yeah, we tonight

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

Yo, yo, yo, yo
Yo, when your man fuckin' you right
And the daddy singing in the hood in that 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 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 ain't tight

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

Should'a known not to 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 fuck with track money

And I'm, seven platinum-plat money
It's not a game,
And like Sparkle, be careful what you say,
The kind of cat that makes, wonder if he was sent to do
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 baby mothers don't exist
(Uhh)
They just some Fox haters and condom breakers, ya

Yo, your man ain't fuckin' you right
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 just ain't

Yo, when your man ain't 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 ain't

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 way back shit?
I'm like, "Damn, was the bitch really foul this?"
(Uh, huh)
And my lobe be just to think, I should my wrist

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

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

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

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

Yo, your man ain't fuckin' 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