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 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!

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

2:]
Seems like everytime a nigga get (get home)
A done did sumthin wrong (sumthin wrong)
me sex texting on the smart phone (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 don't get off in our business cause comments thicker than blood
But her brothers be try'na to me size me up and mean mug
But they know that I pack that iron and I'm glued the gloves
For the most we cool and I respects they gangsta
I gotta by they sister we family I ain't no stranger
Me and my bitch got one of them love/hate relationships we some
Break up to make up then fuck 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 day, I'm her man not her mouse
She got mo money me, but I wear the pants in this house (BIATCH!)

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

Can't live with em, can't live 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 panties my nigga she love my dirty
I love her panties my nigga she love my dirty (UHH!)
Can't live with em, can't live 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 (she hate my guts)
And makes me sick (I 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!