Luyện nghe bài hát Stop Calling

Well, tell you straight up, homeboy 'cause it's a cold world
Your wife, I call her, "Oh girl" her head makes my toes
And she awfully thick, help me get off bricks
kick, but after I bust, I be like, "Get the fuck off me bitch"

If she front, her in the ribs
But you hugged her, you loved her, moved her in the
Hit by cupid, stupid, you do it? Why be bother?
Why you holla? Three babies, three fathers

Get wise kid, open your eyelids 'cause that last
That was my kid, that's right but that I ain't
If she get pregnant again, it'd be from
But once in a while I dive in it, that car you
I be drivin' it, head I'm drivin' it

Said you to lay up dog and play footsies
She need a nigga with timbs, gats and hoodies

She said you gotta get and I could fuck her better sober
You get twenty grams and think you fuckin' Erick
You better choke her, she the female Clinton
Lie, cheat and smoke, you got her sittin'

she bouncin' in, so you wanna pounce her in
She gas you up, "I love you, I to God we'll go to counselin'"
I ain't cherish ya cutie, inherit the
Havin' her want to kill you like American Killa

you a motherfuckin' rest haven
I put a gun to her head, paint a like Wes Craven
Ya chest 'cause I'm very blunt, ya stunt, wanna cherry pump
Any kid, an extra check every month

She givin' head, Jeulz in her guts
Dog, you in love wit a slut, what

Aiyyo, what's up with my girl, that's my
She a ho
my life, that's my wife I love her
Uh-oh, oh no, oh God

Aiyyo, what's up my girl, that's my world?
She a ho
That's my live, that's my wife, I her
Uh-oh, oh no, she a slut, she a

Aiyoo, you gonna call me back
Matter fact I ain't even do ya bitch dirty, for
I'ma let you holla at my man Gruff, he did her dirty for
Yo, Gruff, us more about his fuckin' ho

Aiyoo, me and Cam her, on Camcorder
her, kicked her out the O
Tell you about ya ho, a bitch
Came right between her

You thinkin' I'm frontin', she got a birth between her tits
And money, stop callin' niggaz, phones harassin'
She come home, wanna fuck, we boned her back in
You's a creep and all do is use freak

And when we done, we her home for you to keep
You want beef? Punk faggot, we got stupid
Aiyoo, you actin' like you gonna die pussy
I ain't gonna front, I was up, high in the pussy

Yo, she greet me on GP, you the pussy
hard on the other line, dyin' to push me
Crime, crime, sip fine wine, lime, lime
Laughin' at the on Primetime

Me and Killa for reala, all of the sudden you be a gorilla
Nigga please, I'm to put three in a nigga
You ain't but a sucka for love
She got you thinkin' love, hit her on the sink, in the tub

A little crack, while a nigga drinkin' a bub
You be surprised ya bitch could do
She did shit to us, she did to you
That ho, mad psychical, cheesy

Yo, give me the phone nigga
This stupid ass nigga comin' around
my number, how the fuck he get the
Listen nigga, ya ain't shit anyway

Her pussy no quality and how the you gonna
Motherfuckin' take this ho to the
She ain't but backseat, backshots
You talkin' about, "Oh I wanna ya feet, baby
I had a day, I wanna make you feel right"

She just got finished soakin' my dick in her mouth
You put time in this ho, oh, let me her out Benihama's
Oh, let me get from Dolce and Gabanna

Motherfucker, I don't even ya ho
She fucked me off my man
Fuck is wrong you nigga?
You runnin' tryin' get her some shit

I this dick in this bitch
All my got ya ho, you talkin' 'bout
She tellin' me, you about
It just right in right now

You why? Because big dicks up in her nigga
Fuck you It just ease in for you
And yo' bitch ain't shit,
I brought her to my house, fucked her

Oh, put it in my ass, no, no, no, no
Not ya dick, ya whole
I around, my pop's dick in her mouth
What's goin' on with bitch?