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 makes me sick (I can't 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!

1:]
UHHH!
My main batch in the front yard finna my other batch
Try'na grab each by each other 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 response cause they know won't be right back
Togetha, foreva, that? Yup like 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 management psychosanian bad
A lightway part time convenience she like I make her laugh
The day we was jsut kickin it at powwowing and shit
Have a breakfast at the house, cheese eggs and grits
Then all of a sudden rushing some on mysterious bitch
Talking and hooping and hollering she pregnant and shit
I back as far as I can go I can get
Then I slapped the shit out that hoe the back of my fist

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

2:]
Seems like everytime a nigga get (get home)
A nigga 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 that thug
And they get off in our business cause comments thicker than blood
But her be try'na to test me size me up and mean mug
But they know that I pack that iron and I'm with the gloves
For the most we cool and I respects they gangsta
I gotta baby by they sister we family I no stranger
Me and my bitch got one of them love/hate we some fools
Break up to make up then fuck cussing arguing
She don't wanna see me with her and I wanna she her with you
But the problem with me and her is all we do is
But at the end of the fuckin day, I'm her man not her
She got mo money than me, but I wear the in this house (BIATCH!)

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

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

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 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!