Luyện nghe bài hát Tell Ya Friends

[Verse 1:
You know them hoes don't want to see you baby
Make sure you em every detail
sure you CC em on that email
Talk how that Mercedes detailed
Mention that new CeeCee back at
hoes be jail, never wish me well
Told my lady that I'm leggin' bitches like I'm
Big mouth bitch we just her Gmail
You everybody had her Gmail
My Craig said, "Debow, that's a female"
I said she fuckin' like a that's a she-male
crew have a Shady one just like D12
All she is dick, you riding V12
In S6, talking on a 6S
Not no gossip just making at success
These bitches flexin' on a alert
Guess they don't know, that's a who need baller allure
Gossip just a broke sport (Oh you ain't know)
pockets, even game of thoughts
Snakes in the grass, it short
Free Wi-Fi and cheap to talk, so go

[Hook: The
Go your friends about it (About it)
Go tell friends about it (About it)
Go tell 'em what you know, you seen
How I roll, how I be on the low
Go tell friends about it (About it)
Go tell your friends it
I'm nigga with the hair
Singin' 'bout poppin' pills, fuckin' bitches, livin' so trill

[Verse 2:
She don't want the key to heart
She the key to your whip
If she had the key to your heart, she'll key up your whip
I'm her, egos trip but the humble doesn't stumble baby
You feelin' yo'self, I'm the one that you baby
I it come together, and I seen it crumble baby
Let them keep score, we just do our numbers
Everybody talkin', I feel like a topic
Hashtag, I bet mouth bigger than your pocket
I got you and bag, Musseline
Got you young fly, fuck you mean
Let groupies chat in the group chat
Niggas tryna shoot shot but don't know where the hoops at
Bitch you I'm ballin', if you smart, you would recruit that
Niggas catchin' plagues, where to alley-oops at
Man you know this is vicious
All they want is fame and
Wifin' up the lamest bitches and they same as snitches
So...

[Hook: The
Go tell your friends it (About it)
Go tell your about it (About it)
Go tell 'em what you know, you seen
How I roll, how I be on the low
Go tell friends about it (About it)
Go your friends about it
I'm that nigga with the
Singin' poppin' pills, fuckin' bitches, livin' life so trill

Listen, me and my bitches are like
So of course we gonna our opinion on everything
[?] who
I'm never the type of the call my bitches haters
If they give they opinion on my
If my is fucked up, but bitch
If I you I'm happy my relationship
If I tell you I'm happy with my
Just be happy I'm happy
Bitch, I gotta lie to you, I'm grown
And they always bring up what ya nigga did in the past
Okay cool, you was a hoe in past, bitch, I got you

[Verse 3: The
My cousin said I made it big and unusual
She tried to take a selfie at my Grandma's
Used to roam on Queen, now I Queen street anthems
Used to hate attention, now I up in that wagon
And I was broken, I was broken, I was so
I used to roam around the when I was homeless
Me and would rob a nigga for his Jordans
And flip it just to get these hoes nose fix
Now we get when we want, girl, we got choices
Lay them on the table, we got choices
And if they wanna fuck my niggas, got choices
They told me not to in love, that shit is pointless
Yeah, shit is pointless
told me not to fall in love, that shit is pointless
Yeah, shit is pointless
They told me not to fall in love, that is pointless

The Weeknd]
Go your friends about it (About it)
Go tell your about it (About it)
Go tell 'em you know, what you seen
How I roll, how I be on the low
Go your friends about it (About it)
Go tell your friends it
I'm nigga with the hair
Singin' 'bout poppin' pills, fuckin' bitches, livin' life so

[Street Fighter
1, fight

This nigga, get this nigga, let's go,
Huhh you always playin' damn video game
Look man, this video classic man, you ain't even know
Ya phone is ringing, it's your ex, you gonna it?
You it
Aight,