Luyện nghe bài hát Me And My Bitch

It's just me (it's 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!)
Then we up (we make up mayne)
Fuck on the (on the couch) BIATCH! BIATCH!

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

It's me (it's just me mayne)
And my (and my biatch)
She my guts (she hate my guts)
And makes me (I can't stand 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!

2:]
Seems like a nigga get home (get home)
A done did sumthin wrong (sumthin wrong)
Caught me sex texting on the phone (smart phone)
I'm "what the fuck is this bitch on? " (bitch on)
Her parents don't really like her cause we know we be on that thug
And they don't get off in our business cause thicker than blood
But her brothers be try'na to test me me up and mean mug
But they know I pack that iron and I'm glued with the gloves
For the most part we cool and I respects they
I gotta baby by 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 fuck cussing infused
She don't see me with her and I don't wanna she her with you
But the with 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 this (BIATCH!)

It's me (it's just me mayne)
And my (and my biatch)
She my guts (she hate 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)
on the couch (on the couch) BIATCH! BIATCH!

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