Luyện nghe bài hát real Talk

Do I know your friend who? At a
Who was Girl, I wouldn't
Wait a minute, down, I was at a club with who?
Get tha fuck, man, you know

Girl, I'm not about to sit up here and with you
About who's to blame or call no names, real
See girl, only thing I'm to establish with you is not
Who's right or wrong
But what's right and wrong, real talk

because your friend say
She saw me at a club some other bitches
Sittin' in VIP, and drinkin'
And kickin' it, tell me,

Did she say there were other there?
Did she say there were other guys
Were there other guys Well, tell me this

How the fuck she knew I was with them other then
When the whole club
a minute, let me finish what I've got to say

I've with you five years
And you listenin' to your girlfriends
I know why you fuck with them old jealous
No man havin' ass hoes anyway, real

Alway accusin' me of old bullshit
When I'm just to have a good time
Robert, you did this, Kells, I you did that
Don't you I got enough bullshit on my mind, real talk

Hold, up
Didn't I just give you to go get your hair
Toes and nails the other day, hmm?
Yeah, your ass was smilin' then, real

Gave who some damn
I ain't gave nobody no money, girl, is you tweakin'?
You see what your is
You're always runnin' off at the
Tellin' girls your motherfuckin' business

When they don't eat with us, they don't with us
Besides, what they eat don't make us shit, real
You called my house and what?
Girl, my momma ain't gotta screen no calls for me, real
And watch your mouth, fuck me? Girl, you!

I don't give a fuck about you're talkin' about
I'm sick of bullshit, I'm comin' home
And gettin' my shit and the fuck up outta Dodge
You gotta worry about me no more

And the next your ass get horny
Go one of your funky ass friends
yeah, you probably already doin' that shit anyway
You gonna what?
Bitch, I wish you burn my motherfuckin' clothes

With your triflin' ass, Milton, you bogus girl,
your car, warm it up and get ready to take me home
This bitch lost her motherfuckin' mind