Luyện nghe bài hát Nasty Chick

Listen up motherfuckers, I got a to tell
All you niggas out there hands
With these motherfuckers
Them motherfuckers behind holding meat
You be holding a nasty ass

Nasty gonna fuck my boy
Now how you gonna my boy
That's why I don't love them
You trust these dog ass hoes

Nasty bitch fuck my boy
Now how you fuck my boy
That's why I love them hoes
You can't trust dog ass hoes

I was in love a motherfucker with this bitch
But uh, I wasn't doing nothing but her rich
(Shit)
But damn, she used to it so cooled
I guess she take C for a fool

I the sex had my motherfucking mind gone
And I was tweaking a fiend for that heroin
And when I put it in, the way that she
Made me never ever to leave her alone

The rubs in the hot tubs, watching videos
It me crawl when she took it all down her throat
Surprise, shit I hit her with a karat
And later on we can talk marriage
(Huh)

Ya name tatted on my chest, fuck them broads
We hold hands when we walking through the shopping
My brother told me V it to the game
But uh, up 'cause it's a motherfucking shame

Nasty bitch gonna my boy
Now how you fuck my boy
why I don't love them hoes
You can't trust these dog ass

Nasty gonna fuck my boy
Now how you fuck my boy
That's why I love them hoes
You can't trust dog ass hoes

I used to page this girl about ten a day
But 9, she was hard to find
One of a kind, huh, so I was with the problems we had
Found a number in her purse, it was her dad

I got a phone call my nigga Jubilee
He me, he saw my girl in the movies
another nigga, nut it wasn't me
I said man, you must be tripping, nigga it be
I it was love but I guess the love was gone

So I put up the phone and then I went home
Park the car, in the door, walked up the stairs
And I damn slipped on her underwear
Opened the bedroom door, a ho
a nigga ro, 'bout to grab my fo, fo, hold

Damn, I thought we loved each other
Nasty bitch fuck my brother
Bitch, get the fuck out my
Pick up your ass draws, get that cum off your chest
And wipe your motherfucking and get the fuck out, biatch

Fuck you gonna fuck my boy
Ol' ass ho, I didn't like you anyway
Biatch, I you in the club, I'ma sneak your ass
Fuck, bitch

bitch gonna fuck my boy
Now how you gonna my boy
That's why I don't them hoes
You can't trust these dog ass

Nasty bitch fuck my boy
Now how you gonna my boy
That's why I don't them hoes
You can't trust these dog ass