Luyện nghe bài hát Me And My Bitch

It's me (it's just me mayne)
And my (and my biatch)
She hates my guts (she my guts)
And me sick (I can't stand her)
I her out (HOE!)
She me out (sorry ass nigga!)
Then we make up (we up mayne)
Fuck on the (on the couch) BIATCH! BIATCH!

1:]
UHHH!
My main batch in the front yard finna fight my batch
Try'na grab each other by each hair and pull out a patch
Both of them got Vaseline on they face so they don't get scratched
My neighbors trippin (why?) cause they use to that
The police don't cause they know they won't be right back
Togetha, foreva, like Yup like that
Never Chris Makin under? even though pressure bust
My bitch got my back I'm wrong or I'm right
I'm a and not no little management psychosanian bad
A lightway part convenience she like when I make her laugh
The other day we was jsut it at powwowing and shit
a breakfast at the waffle house, cheese eggs and grits
Then all of a sudden come rushing some on mysterious
Talking and hooping and bout she pregnant and shit
I back as far as I can go I can get
Then I slapped the shit out that hoe with the of my fist

It's just me (it's me mayne)
And my (and my biatch)
She hates my (she hate my guts)
And makes me sick (I can't her)
I her out (HOE!)
She me out (sorry ass nigga!)
Then we up (we make up mayne)
Fuck on the (on the couch) BIATCH! BIATCH!

2:]
Seems everytime a nigga get home (get home)
A done did sumthin wrong (sumthin wrong)
Caught me sex texting on the smart (smart phone)
I'm like "what the is this bitch on? " (bitch on)
Her parents don't really like her cause we know we be on that love
And they don't get off in our business cause comments thicker blood
But her brothers be try'na to test me me up and mean mug
But they know that I pack that iron and I'm glued with the
For the most part we cool and I respects they
I gotta by they sister we family I ain't no stranger
Me and my got one of them love/hate relationships we some fools
Break up to make up then cussing arguing infused
She don't wanna see me with her and I wanna she her with you
But the problem me and her is all we do is accuse
But at the end of the fuckin day, I'm her man not her
She got mo money than me, but I wear the pants in house (BIATCH!)

It's just me (it's me mayne)
And my (and my biatch)
She hates my (she hate my guts)
And makes me sick (I can't her)
I her out (HOE!)
She me out (sorry ass nigga!)
Then we up (we make up mayne)
on the couch (on the couch) BIATCH! BIATCH!

Can't live with em, live without em
We put our trust in, but we still em
Me and my, me and my, me and, me and my
Me and my, me and my, me and, me and my
I love her panties my nigga she my dirty draws
I love her panties my nigga she my dirty draws (UHH!)
Can't with em, can't live without em
We put our in but we still doubt em

It's me (it's just me mayne)
And my (and my biatch)
She hates my guts (she my guts)
And makes me sick (I stand her)
I her out (HOE!)
She me out (sorry ass nigga!)
we make up (we make up mayne)
Fuck on the (on the couch) BIATCH! BIATCH!