Luyện nghe bài hát Pretty Girl Bullsh*t

Oh baby, I live with you, I can't live without you, yeah
with you, I can't live without you, babe, I like this
Oh babe, oh, I can't live with you, I can't live you, babe
Bad boy, baby, bad boy, yeah, yeah, go

I duke boning Keisha, Tonya and Tiff, yeah
Move ya blood 'fore I cock the fifth!
Had a in my '03 six, had a hoe rockin'
My red gold on her wrist, now
Think about it while the streets you

Fuck around, be shit in the crib when you get home
I roll with Sean Combs, I'm in Caprice, that's
Jet ski, watching duke through the phone, let's go
Bad boy through in the toy, bad boy, baby
And I'm his boy, while he in the hood slinging up oi

Y'all don't want a girl in Yves Saint
You'd fuck a hoe in a bullshit Gabban', now, yeah
And the fuck he on? Stop your blood clot crying
'Fore plates start flying, I'm a bad girl
Illest bitch grinding, bad girl, John Rolls
Hold chocolate diamonds, go, Mario

What am I to do, you act a fool?
Do I put on shoes and act a fool like you?
Now baby, that ain't cool, you ain't got a
What you had in me, too to see
And I don't really be, baby

What's the reason you me?
Girl, the truth is you me
First you say that you me
Then you go and me

Now I all I can
And I I'm a good man
God, I wash my hands, make plan
'Cos I don't really wanna stay,

So if you go, walk right out that door
'Cos I don't want no more of pretty girl bulls
If you leave, it's okay with me
Matter of fact, I'm please
Take your pretty girl,

Now this is number two, chance I gave to you
You said, "It was the end" but we go again
I I was a friend, not just another man
holding hands, you don't understand
And I don't really get you,

What's the you want me
Girl, the truth is you me
you say that you trust me
Then you go and me

Now I all I can
And I know I'm a man
God, I wash my hands, make another
'Cos I really wanna stay, baby

So if you wanna go, walk out that door
'Cos I don't want no more of your pretty bulls
If you wanna leave, okay with me
Matter of I'm begging please
Take your pretty girl,

Aiyyo, aiyyo, Fox
Now the tables dun turned and duke off, yeah
But I'm stylin' you seen Fox the source, you see it
Y'all see the G5, see me come through, yeah, verr' nice crib
And a nurr' five, y'all see the G4, you see it, yeah

Duke come out the hood, let me take you on a Tito tour
Come on, don't want a bitch in Juicy Couture, no, you don't
You'd rather a hoe in a Reebok velor
But I'm a bad girl, whips to crashing, yeah, bad
Y'all know how Fox do it with the John fashion, that's right

So tell me why you continue to lie?
I seen the bitch in the seven forty L.I. now
Just tell me why I continue to try, full of
He like a star can't cry, come on man
He acting like I'm blind, what? And how he doing bullshit
He acting like I ain't get the nigga fly, go

So if you wanna go, right out that door
I don't want no more of your pretty girl bulls
If you wanna leave, it's okay with me, oh
Matter of fact I'm please
Take your pretty girl,

So if you wanna go, walk right out door
'Cos I don't want no of your pretty girl bulls
If you wanna leave, it's with me
Matter of fact I'm begging
your pretty girl, bull

So if you wanna go, right out that door
'Cos I don't want no more of your pretty bulls
If you leave, it's okay with me