Luyện nghe bài hát Queen Bitch Pt. II

to the don
There's you can do
To make me run away from this game here, this here
And there is no
To put the to Kim no, Kim no
Yes I'm telling you from the
I break your little heart (uh huh)
There's you can do
So just the don
There is no you can say
That it would offend the Kim no, listen

I'm gonna, them, murder them
Any I'm gon' murder them
I'm gonna, blow off whip
off they whip
All you frontin' emcees, I'm gonna, blow off whip
I'm gone, you will appreciate my shit
When I'm gone, you'll wanna my lyrics
But I'm gwan, I'm not put up with this
I swear to God, you jealous make me sick
See, I got all day
Some-fuckin'-body pay
Got to do and places to be
I'm to take back what's owed to me
Live from
The livest one, we here, we right here, we right here

All y'all, let it go, no Hov'
Four years since Doubt drop, eleven million records
Five nigga, two
Dogs who be grinnin, they
Try to get out of line, four cases
Three got it coming, say May-June
Six albums dropped cock-suckers tuned
It's Jay everyday, no off
No drippin' and I took the shades off
You wanna rock with me? Slug you one
Put you where your stomach should be (ill)
I'm dangerous tempted, best left alone
believe the gun got Tourette Syndrome
Beretta sounds like 'Berreepp' when thrown
You're heading for a place, youngin', dress warm
Too much hustle, too easy to you
Little fucks you, go
PS Jay, PS
L-Y-N, out my way
Me and P.S. to the K
I to the M, B.I. to the end

my French, but uh
Sometimes I get kinda, peeved at
emcees, with these
Supreme balla like, lyrics I em like I see them G
You sound like me
my French, but uh
Sometimes I get kinda, peeved at
emcees
Y'all got some audacity
You a million, now you half of me
Get off my dick, kick it

for BI? Then bust one in the sky
Haters watch your
We might one in ya eye
It's going down
So don't get line
men've tri-ed
But 'nuff di-ed
Biggie crowned me, Miss Bitch forever
left me this thrown and an iced out tiara
What?! What the fuck, who the fuck, wanna
With this bandit
you off the planet
This girl, never troubled
But if you trouble this
It bring-a bum bum (wha?!)
a bum bum

my French, but uh
Sometimes I get kinda, at these
Weak emcees, with
Supreme like, lyrics I call em like I see them G
You sound like me
my French, but uh
Sometimes I get kinda, peeved at
Weak
Y'all niggas got audacity
You a million, now you half of me
Get off my dick, it bitch

Bum bum BI bum bum
a bum bum
a bum bum