Luyện nghe bài hát Me And My Bitch

It's me (it's just me mayne)
And my (and my biatch)
She hates my (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)
Fuck on the (on the couch) BIATCH! BIATCH!

1:]
UHHH!
My main batch in the yard finna fight my other batch
Try'na grab each other by each other hair and pull out a
of them got Vaseline on they face so they both don't get scratched
My neighbors ain't trippin (why?) cause use to that
The police don't response cause know they won't be right back
Togetha, foreva, like that? Yup that
Never Chris Makin under? even though pressure sprits
My bitch got my back I'm wrong or I'm right
I'm a gangsta and not no little 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 bitch
Talking and hooping and bout she pregnant and shit
I back as far as I can go I can get
Then I slapped the out that hoe with the back 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 (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!

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

Can't live em, can't live without em
We put our trust in, but we 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 love her panties my nigga she love my dirty (UHH!)
live 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 my guts (she hate 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!