Luyện nghe bài hát Tell Ya Friends

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

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

[Verse 2:
She don't the key to your heart
She want the key to whip
If she had the key to heart, she'll prolly key up your whip
I'm tellin' her, egos trip but the humble doesn't baby
You yo'self, I'm the one that numb you baby
I seen it come together, and I seen it crumble
Let them keep score, we do our numbers baby
Everybody talkin', I feel a trending topic
Hashtag, I bet your mouth bigger your pocket
I got you and bag, Musseline
Got you young fly, what you mean
Let them groupies chat in the group
tryna shoot they shot but don't know where the hoops at
Bitch you know I'm ballin', if you smart, you recruit that
Niggas plagues, asking where to alley-oops at
Man you know this game is
All want is fame and riches
Wifin' up the lamest bitches and they tellin' 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, what you
How I roll, how I be on the low
Go tell your about it (About it)
Go tell your about it
I'm nigga with the hair
Singin' 'bout poppin' pills, fuckin' bitches, livin' life so

Listen, me and my bitches are sisters
So of we gonna give our opinion on everything
[?] who
I'm never the type of female the my bitches haters
If give they opinion on my relationship
If my relationship is up, but bitch
If I tell you I'm happy my
If I tell you I'm happy with my
Just be happy that I'm
Bitch, I ain't lie to you, I'm grown
And they always wanna bring up ya nigga did in the past
cool, you was a hoe in past, bitch, I still got you

[Verse 3: The
My cousin said I made it big and unusual
She to take a selfie at my Grandma's funeral
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 to roam around the town when I was homeless
Me and Lamar rob a nigga for his Jordans
And it just to get these hoes another nose fix
Now we get faded we want, girl, we got choices
Lay on the fuckin' table, we got choices
And if they fuck my niggas, they got choices
told me not to fall in love, that shit is pointless
Yeah, that shit is
They told me not to fall in love, that is pointless
Yeah, shit is pointless
They told me not to fall in love, that shit is

The Weeknd]
Go tell your friends it (About it)
Go tell your about it (About it)
Go 'em what 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 that nigga the hair
Singin' poppin' pills, fuckin' bitches, livin' life so trill

[Street Outro]
1, fight

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