Luyện nghe bài hát Shut Up Chick

I heard she mad rich, I heard she broke
I she sniffin' coke
(Shut up, bitch)
Ayo Kim can spit, man she don't write her
Nah wrote her shit
(Shut up, bitch)

I heard she to jail, I heard she out on bail
She fucked up now
(Shut up, bitch)
Why she get her fixed, why she got bigger tits
Man, get off my girl's
(Shut up, bitch)

Everybody talkin', all these haters
Paparazzi stalkin' takin' pictures I'm walkin'
Damn, can't a bitch breathe, room please
I'm in the paper e'ry day if I or sneeze

I used to ride in a rental
Now you can me in the SLR Mercedes McLaren
Gotta put the doors up, pick ya jaws up
I'm in the Trump International, thirty up

You ain't payin' my bills, so you ain't sayin'
Ain't keepin' it real you need to stop frontin'
You say you got this but we see nothin'
And people if you feel me get this whole shit

Used to about the way I wore my clothes
Now every chick look like Lil' Kim in they
Now don't come around here that Wendy Williams shit
Get yo straight or shut up, bitch

I heard she mad rich, I heard she broke
I she sniffin' coke
(Shut up, bitch)
Ayo Kim can spit, man she write her shit
Nah Biggie wrote her
(Shut up, bitch)

I she goin' to jail, I heard she out on bail
She fucked up now
(Shut up, bitch)
Why she get her fixed, why she got bigger tits
Man get off my shit
(Shut up, bitch)

I hate that people starin' this chick stay appearin'
In somethin' with German engineerin' [Incomprehensible]
with French doors and heated marble floors
Whores heated 'cause back and hotter than before

Big bank, hold rank like the Frank
I does what you can't, I'm everythin' you ain't
I'm La Bella Don, the biggest in the biz
So hate me, nigga, it is what it is

You payin' my bills, so you ain't sayin' nothin'
Ain't keepin' it real then you to stop frontin'
You say you got but we don't see nothin'
And people if you feel me get this whole jumpin'

So believe e'rythin' you hear
like a q-tip, niggaz be all in ya ear
Three hundred and sixty-five of the year
I done heard it all throughout my career

I heard she mad rich, I heard she broke
I heard she sniffin'
(Shut up, bitch)
Ayo Kim can spit, man she write her shit
Nah Biggie wrote her
(Shut up, bitch)

I heard she goin to jail, I she out on bail
She fucked up now
(Shut up, bitch)
Why she get her fixed, why she got bigger tits
Man get off my girl's
(Shut up, bitch)

I just keep climbing up the ladder, y'all never my swagger
All this petty chitter-chatter only my packets fatter
Some peoples jobs just to talk about Kim
face it, I'm a way of life for all of them

Tabloid magazines worst and best dressed
They got some nerve when the who do the ratings look a mess
Star Jones don't like me, she and I like the best
Damn, it must feel good to

You ain't my bills, so you ain't sayin' nothin'
Ain't keepin' it real then you to stop frontin'
You say you got this but we see nothin'
And people if you feel me get whole shit jumpin'

You know hate to see another nigga eat
to put another niggaz business in the street
I they'd shut the fuck up, damn good grief
You know your mouth's a cage for your
If you close your teeth

I she mad rich, I heard she dead broke
I heard she coke
(Shut up, bitch)
Ayo Kim can spit, man she don't her shit
Nah wrote her shit
(Shut up, bitch)

I heard she goin' to jail, I she out on bail
She done up now
(Shut up, bitch)
Why she get her nosed fixed, why she got bigger
Man, get off my girl's
(Shut up, bitch)

Haha, I know it's you bitches, I know it's killin' you
back, oh my God
You had a voodoo and everything, worthless bitch
You just knew, 'Don't let her back Jesus
Please don't let her back'

But she's back
Haha, look, just, on the count of three
focusing on her and think about you for a second
Now ain't that depressing, ain't it
See, that's why don't talk about you

Ain't nothin' to talk
Get a hobby, bitch, learn how to make a quilt or sumin'
Ha, is it really that you you?
That's what it is ain't it, just punch yourself in the mouth then,