Luyện nghe bài hát It's Hard Being Wifee

Uhh
Ladies y'all know how that goes
'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

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

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

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

you know? Never cross no ho
Especially if she was and she know where that stands go
Fuck you wildin' Who you stylin' fo'?
And the truth is he with the deuce kid
(Uhh)

He know 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, what he talkkin' and I'm 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 man ain't 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"
he just ain't tight

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

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

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

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

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

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 ain't
We say, "Fuck 'em, 'em"
'Cuz he just tight

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"
he just ain't tight

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

What the fuck is Payback shit?
(Uh, huh)
Is it God striking me for way back shit?
I'm like, "Damn, was the bitch really 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 out, fuck his man and split
(Uh, huh)
Took the straight 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 last
(Uhh)
Any bitch could do a nigga big
Any could lock up and have a kid

Any chick could a nigga despite
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 still his

Yo, when your man ain't fuckin' you
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, when your man ain't 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 ain't tight