Luyện nghe bài hát Queen Bitch Part II [Remix]

Yeah, uh, yeah, uh-uh,
Beotch, on, yeah, uh, uh
y'all ain't ready
Come on now, me up a little bit

Every thing you heard yo my word
You the herd and repeat every word
It get on nerves to see how we swerve
Watches that shine dimes his and her furs

Straight from the to the suburb
In the black suburb birds, getting served
Y'all ain't learned how this world turn
it was over, huh now we returned

To whom it may concern you're hot you burn
it wasn't meant to be or it just ain't your turn
The rules also stern get what you earn
And we move in silence, nigga ya heard?

Y'all know who are, wanna battle? Better call
An end to all that you legit? Spit a bar
What? See I won the got the illest flow
Finding loads of bank in my underclothes

It's the original and everybody
I rock diamonds red, white and indigo
I'm undroppable,
You can't me down don't you know I'm unstoppable

Niggas wanna run up in my pussy like a Pap
I'ma you know, just like I told you last year
Niggas ain't unless they lick the kitten, huh
Too many bitches just be the dick

And I'm a picky one I like my dicks hard
Not the sticky ones that like slaw
Oh something missing the pissing
All up in your what? You think I'm kidding?

everything we do we got a right to
You criticize me we you
If what say is true we the baddest crew
I'm far broke so why should I be mad at you?

Pardon my French but uh
I get kind of peeved at weak Emcee's
With these supreme baller like lyrics I call 'em
I see 'em G, niggas sound like me

Pardon my French but uh
I get kind of peeved at week Emcee's
You niggas got audacity you sold a million
Now you're of me, get off my dick, kick it bitch

You must be out your or you must be high
Fucking with the Teflon from the Sty
No near shy see I make you cry
The way I rock you to sleep like a

Oh yeah and by the way, you got one day
All you got to pay boo you got to say
Yeah bring it on bitch, you strong bitch
Thought you'd be long wrong bitch

Got nothing but love but when comes to shove
We to thugs and we put on them gloves
Commence to slugs you ain't giving up
bags zipping up, fake thug, nigga what?

Pardon my French but uh
I get kind of peeved at weak Emcee's
With these supreme baller like lyrics I 'em like
I see 'em G, y'all niggas like me

Pardon my but uh sometimes
I get kind of peeved at these Emcee's
You niggas got some audacity you sold a
Now half of me, get off my dick, kick it bitch

Pardon my but uh sometimes
I get kind of peeved at weak Emcee's
With supreme baller like lyrics I call 'em like
I see 'em G, y'all sound like me

Pardon my but uh sometimes
I get kind of peeved at these Emcee's
You niggas got some you sold a million
Now you're half of me, get off my dick, kick it