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 up (we make up mayne)
on the couch (on the couch) BIATCH! BIATCH!

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

2:]
Seems everytime a nigga get home (get home)
A nigga done did wrong (sumthin wrong)
Caught me sex texting on the smart (smart phone)
I'm "what the fuck is this bitch on? " (bitch on)
Her parents don't really like her we know we be on that thug love
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 they gangsta
I gotta baby by they sister we I ain't no stranger
Me and my bitch got one of them love/hate relationships we 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 with me and her is all we do is
But at the end of the day, I'm her man not her mouse
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 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!

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