Luyện nghe bài hát Little Slut

Yo ski man, we got to bout that bitch, man.
Let's try to dog us out, you know what I'm
ass bitch.

Oh you slut,
You didn't think know.
niggaz from l.a. to oakland
Like the hoe.
How the hell can I this?
Man, one hell of a gaming bitch.
You try to our back,
I have knew you were phony
When you up the fake contracts.
You got married to protect your child.
You know your work would go fucking wild.
In season the middle now I to break,
Because a took all day in take.
You lying tramp bitch,
in oakland and had hickey's
On face and shit. the nigga code is 105,
Confront to your face you would
Swear up and down, I'm lying. but I give a fuck,
Just leave me alone and you can fuck your way home.
Oakland, cal ain't the for you no more.
my fo', I'm going to have to shoot the hoe.
Because you pushed fucking luck,
And of fucking,
Huh you fucking slut.

a hoe, hoe, hoe (your a hoe, hoe, hoe)
a hoe, hoe, hoe (your a hoe, hoe, hoe)
a hoe, hoe, hoe (your a hoe, hoe, hoe)
a hoe, hoe, hoe (your a hoe, hoe, hoe)

Lie lie, after lie
You think you're by.
You say you go to church, you go to when you die.
You got husbend going tripping,
Because he everything you say and gives the okay.
I be so blind.
You know she's up the ass almost everytime.
She her foot out here,
And you wonder why she come home full of cheer.
Wake up and beat the bitch down.
She used us so she could around.
She brought her to l.a. so she can
tre. didn't you miss that bitch
For a of days? she kept the same clothes on,
Afraid as hell to take her ass home.
For question theres a cap.
She said she in church,
But you didn't know about that.
The fucking routine.
She got rug burns all around her knees,
But you don't give a because she's fucking you good.
But she's still a slut.

a hoe, hoe, hoe (your a hoe, hoe, hoe)
a hoe, hoe, hoe (your a hoe, hoe, hoe)
a hoe, hoe, hoe (your a hoe, hoe, hoe)
a hoe, hoe, hoe (your a hoe, hoe, hoe)

Ahh yeah. she even to fuck c.
Offered to my homie to the movies.
They to check out her game plan.
She couldn't get me so she to get my main man,
But it up in her face.
Because the bitch wasn't my taste.
So handle your business hoe,
And get the skins t in the front door.
But you ain't but a jump,
why my homie rally ral had to go for fucking broke.
Because I him up, now I got to get him out,
And put my nigga up on the right rap.
You face me in the end.
So you made up rumors over and again.
But this a bitch.
Your just to keep a nigga from coming up and shit.
It won't hoe,
I got get my friends and they're all powerful.
So spread the bitch.
Come my dick.
You hoe,
trick.