Luyện nghe bài hát Letter To My Ex's

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

Hood

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

And here's a letter to my
you nothing but a has been
oh was only when the cash in
you try to play me a band bitch
but i ain't trippin 'cause your pussy kinda
oh her ego than 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 long
If you ain't got it you can on
I'm talking the Loiue bag homes
No matter or you new calogne
I swear my last was a bee like a
I thought woulda really last long
we were the to put the money on
damn in the it was fairytale
I'm make believe love caught in make believe
But until i started buyin things
it was cool now she started wanted wedding
such a drama queen all kinds of things
corrupted by a life she could only see the
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 like a bill boarder
I call her mama to transport her,
Did you throw her out dog? kinda, sorta
She was mad so she file a order
to come and get a bag fill the trash house?
Swore to cops me leave lily passed out
Hey but i end up moving in
Oh my mama prego a set of twins

That's a whole settle in
I guess the really never ends
Well the letter to my ex then
I she used to be my best friend
Now she's a from back then
I know she probably misses that
Big and the mutha fuckin plane trips
She the last on my ex list hada nigga stressn
Damn.

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