Luyện nghe bài hát Letter To My Ex's

uhh might not like me for this one
ha it got my pen n pad anyway...

Hood

Dear misses ho
for you like my life time depending on
You're a centerfold, every womans inner
To a nigga and his money long
Haters a letter to my ex ho, before i start my ass.. EX O's
Ok talk about a gold digger
Met her at shoot, go figure but she was bad in the mood flicker
See her looking got her see what's up wit her
to make a long story dog couple days i'm sleeping beating the kitty walls
Fell in love with it now we up in every
her first Louie bag she was so appaled
not a scout but she love to watch a ball
bought her everything she had if i could
so couple months i her movein in
they money got me out of town
they got her trippin i'm not around
she was moveing tryin playin me bounds
seein pictures of her and because i hate to found
sad part was the was trickin off outta the town
And i was too blind to see it
knew this bitch was kind of like some old tuna
Took her clothes n em in old sewer damn you shoulda really seen her face then
She oficially on my list
She pulled up on some shit
I'm talking in the Front trick
And that on my common sense
See you ain't nothing but a has been i'm ashes to ashes

And here's a to my ex's
you aint' nothing but a has
oh was only happy when the in
you try to play me like a bitch
but i ain't 'cause your pussy kinda average
oh her ego bigger her ass is
Man i'm so glad the pass tense
I used to love you the passion
yours. Bitches

Oh, dear independent hoes
Still searching like my life depended on
You're a centerfold every womans inner
to meet the nigga and his money
If you ain't got it you can on
I'm talking like the bag homes
No swag or you new calogne
I swear my last was a bee a honeycomb
I thought woulda really last long
we the ones to put the money on
damn in the begining it was
I'm make believe love caught in make believe
But until i started buyin things
it was cool now she started wedding rings
such a drama queen demanding all kinds of
corrupted by a life she only see the green
wanted so i can be there any means let her tell we were something, like a perect team
damn, had a cut it she was out of
try to pull me on blast a bill boarder
I her mama tryin to transport her,
Did you her out dog? yeah kinda, sorta
She was mad so she file a order
just to and get a bag fill the trash house?
Swore to cops made me lily passed out
Hey but i end up back in
Oh my prego with a set of twins

That's a whole lotto in
I guess the story never ends
Well here's the letter to my ex
I swear she used to be my friend
Now she's a memory from back
I she probably misses that feeling
Big sprees and the mutha fuckin plane
She the last on my ex lily hada nigga stressn
Damn.

Somebody tell me love
your definition of love?
Is buying one another different gifts
up ..depending on the price tag
Is that
i mean a nigga just looking for somebody genuine too ride for. i'm like fuck love
It don't' give a damn on me
Maybe aint for me,
I guess its why im this