Luyện nghe bài hát Letter To My Ex's

uhh they might not 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 meet a nigga and his money
Haters a to my ex ho, before i start kiss 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 short dog couple days i'm sleeping beating the walls
Fell in love with it now we up in every
bought her first bag she was so appaled
not a scout but she love to watch a ball
her everything she had if i could recall
so couple i gotta her movein in
they money got me out of town
got her trippin when i'm not around
she was moveing tryin playin me bounds
pictures of her and niggas because i hate to found
sad was the bitch was trickin off outta the town
And i was too to see it sooner
knew this bitch was kind of fishy like 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 bags in the Front
And that words on my common
See you ain't nothing but a has i'm talking ashes to ashes

And here's a to my ex's
you nothing but a has been
oh was only when the cash in
you try to me like 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 with the
yours. Bitches

Oh, dear independent hoes
Still searching like my life time on
You're a centerfold every inner gold
to meet the and his money long
If you ain't got it you can on
I'm talking like the Loiue bag
No matter swag or you new
I swear my last was a bee like a
I thought we'd woulda really long
we were the ones to put the on
damn in the it was fairytale
I'm talkin believe love caught in make believe
But that's i started buyin things
it was cool now she started wanted rings
such a drama queen demanding all kinds of
by a life she could only see the green
wanted kids so i can be there any means let her tell we were something, like a perect
damn, had a cut it she was out of
try to pull me on blast a bill boarder
I call her mama to transport her,
Did you throw her out dog? kinda, sorta
She was mad so she a restraining order
just to come and get a bag fill the trash
Swore to cops me leave lily passed out
Hey but i end up moving in
Oh my mama with a set of twins

That's a whole settle in
I guess the really never ends
Well here's the to my ex then
I swear she to be my best friend
Now she's a from back then
I know she probably that feeling
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 your of love?
Is love buying one another gifts
Hold up ..depending on the tag
Is that
i mean a nigga just looking for somebody genuine too ride for. i'm feeling like love
It don't' give a on me anyway
relationships aint for me,
I guess its why im this