Luyện nghe bài hát Letter To My Ex's

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

Hood

Dear independent ho
for you like my life time depending on
You're a centerfold, every womans goal
To meet a nigga and his money
Haters a letter to my ex ho, i start kiss my ass.. EX O's
Ok Let's talk about a digger
Met her at shoot, go figure but she was bad in the mood flicker
See her got her number see what's up wit her
to a long story short dog couple days i'm sleeping beating the kitty walls
in love with it now we up in every mall
bought her 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 months i gotta her movein in
they money got me out of town
they got her when i'm not around
she was tryin playin me outta bounds
pictures of her and niggas because i hate to found
sad part was the bitch was off outta the town
And i was too to see it sooner
knew this bitch was kind of like some old tuna
Took her clothes n threw em in old sewer damn you shoulda really seen her then
She oficially on my list
She pulled up on some shit
I'm bags in the Front trick
And that words on my sense
See you ain't nothing but a has i'm talking ashes to ashes

And here's a letter to my
you aint' but a has been
oh was only happy the cash in
you try to play me like a band
but i ain't trippin 'cause your pussy average
oh her ego than her ass is
Man i'm so you're the pass tense
I to love you with the passion
Sincerely yours.

Oh, misses independent hoes
Still searching like my life time on
a centerfold every womans inner gold
to meet the nigga and his money
If you ain't got it you can on
I'm talking like the 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 ones to put the on
in the begining it was fairytale
I'm talkin make believe love caught in make
But that's until i started things
it was cool now she started wanted wedding
such a drama queen demanding all kinds of
corrupted by a life she only see the green
wanted kids so i can be there any means let her tell we were something, a perect team
damn, had a cut it she was out of
try to pull me on blast like a bill
I call her tryin to transport her,
Did you throw her out yeah kinda, sorta
She was mad so she file a restraining
just to come and get a bag the trash house?
Swore to cops made me lily passed out
Hey but i end up back in
Oh my mama prego with a set of

That's a whole settle in
I guess the story really ends
here's the letter to my ex then
I swear she to be my best friend
Now a memory from back then
I know she probably misses that
Big sprees and the mutha fuckin plane
She the last on my ex list hada nigga stressn
Damn.

tell me what's love
What's definition of love?
Is love buying one another different
up ..depending on the price tag
Is that
i mean a nigga looking for somebody genuine too ride for. i'm feeling like fuck love
It don't' a damn on me anyway
Maybe relationships for me,
I its why im writing this