Luyện nghe bài hát She Belongs To The Game

But I her though!
This the part the DJs kill on the intro
So sad, so sad, so sad
That chick ain't
You mighta fucked that
You mighta said you love girl
But she to the game
And when with me I let her do her thing
So nigga you frontin' for?
Ey nigga you frontin' for?
She belong to the
And when she's me I let her do her thing

I don't be cuffin' hoes
I be bustin these hoes
That's the way that it go
Too real in the feel nigga
Porsche 911 with the wood grain
Drop top boy I ain't tryna save
It's a damn that you tryna save honey
She just roam
Give a dome
Without an insecure blowin' up her phone
Where you at, who you with, lotta questions
Got her in a chicken no it's not wrestlin'
Super fly nigga, punk nigga hold the
Baby through for this body slam, whoah
She ain't arrest, let the girl free
Let her come out and fuck a real g
H-O-S-T at the crib,
Jet jacuzzi, gettin' in the shower

That chick yours
You mighta fucked that
You mighta said you love that
But she belong to the
And when with me I let her do her thing
So nigga you frontin' for?
Ey what you frontin' for?
She to the game
And she's with me I let her do her thing

A crack star turned rap
I'm ???
We went to jail and turned Akbar
Did it for
I did it with
Hit it with that good ol' hard erection
Shawty ask you such a motherfukin' playa?'
Imma you the answer
I'm gone baby,
Out yo door to get
When you come there's no food still you fed
Up get it, up it
Readin' like a sucker
girl sound asleep cause a real nigga fucked her
You reach for the booty and she tell you don't her
You put the pillow on your face and 'Oh brother'
She like flowers or movie dates
She like my in her mouth and gun on my waist
One shot empty it out she the taste
That's the to put a smile on her face
That chick ain't
You mighta fucked that
You said you love that girl
But she to the game
And when she's me I let her do her thing
So nigga you frontin' for?
Ey nigga what you for?
She belong to the
And when she's with me I let her do her
you had a wife huh
Busy trickin' tryna change that whole huh
But don't stop her from creepin' every night huh
Shoulda knew that bitch wasn't right bruh
How could you her
Hov had her
Ab had her
We all hit it you ain't the only batter
Yeah you her man but you even matter
If you knew the shit we did you'd stab her
Then around and take her back anyway
we could have that bitch any way
Misisionary, style, any day
Don't worry, a smile, you'll be OK!

So sad, so sad, so sad
So sad, so sad, so sad

That ain't yours
You fucked that girl
You mighta said you love girl
But she belong to the
And when she's with me I let her do her
So nigga what you frontin'
Ey nigga you frontin' for?
She to the game
And when she's with me I let her do her

( So sad, so sad, so sad
So sad, so sad, so sad ) x2