Luyện nghe bài hát No Bueno

Step out the
Bi as a
ass bitches be eyeing my shit
You fucking consumers can on my clit
I'm on bitches who dying to quit
I'm winning on bitches, I'm making these
I'm hurting these hoes so they they wrists
So they slitting wrists put they hands on a bible
Yelling out Angel, I'm so
I'm out here fucking hoes
But I got these bitches on
You see, they think I'm not in
Until I put my foot in ass
And I'm right through them
I'm gunning, I'm
I'm serving these hoes like a religion
Bitches is over, I'm fucking
You is bitches
I'm done and you

talking like some hoes too
My bitches out here on old school
new may be just do what they told to

This is below me
I'm fucking motivation
Bitch, you owe me
I switched it up you just with the old me
They up, they catch up, cause you the old me
you owe me, cause you know, you know
You always shadow
Thats No Bueno, No
I'm while you waiting
'Cause you know, you
You always chasing
you owe me
you owe me

I gave a fuck about a nigga
Grew up in my city surrounded by my bitches
All me, myself, and me no lie
Money over every fucking for life
Y'all bitches don't no sense
No, y'all niggas don't no sense
I tried to put hoes on the fucking road
But y'all stay on old shit
And say, say god
Bitches your day job
I hit em with the tec til I break a bitches
And no, I won't, I can't and
keep going
Y'all going keep until the rain stop and
Bitch I spit like I'm trapped in a wave
And all yo shit just hot

Niggas talking like hoes too
My bitches out here on that old
new may be just do what they told to

This is below me
I'm your motivation
Bitch, you owe me
I switched it up you just competing the old me
They catch up, catch up, cause you the old me
Bitches you owe me, cause you know, you
You always shadow
That's No Bueno, No
I'm working you waiting
'Cause you know, you
You always chasing
you owe me
you owe me

Bitch, you out here running lames
You is playing
All of you the same
Fuck you saying
The shit I is insane
My flow has got its own
All of you get hit by them niggas
So hit all your and call it a-

Plus can't remember your
What the fuck is you saying,
All you beat like instrumentals
hoes with no incidentals
Run this like the fastest sprinter
Plus I'm heating bitches up like what's for
Then I eat bitches up soul food
Then I spit bitches out like old
Then I hit the bitches up with the
they know I got them Pro-Tools