Luyện nghe bài hát Tell Ya Friends

[Verse 1:
You know them don't want to see you happy baby
Make sure you em every detail
Make you CC em on that email
Talk how that Mercedes detailed
Mention that new back at retail
Them hoes be jail, wish me well
Told my that I'm leggin' bitches like I'm Miguel
Big mouth bitch we call her Gmail
You everybody had her Gmail
My nigga Craig said, "Debow, a female"
I said she like a nigga that's a she-male
Every crew 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 on a baller alert
Guess they don't know, that's a bitch who need allure
Gossip just a broke sport (Oh you ain't know)
Deep pockets, even game of
Snakes in the grass, it short
Free Wi-Fi and cheap to talk, so go

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

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

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

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

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

[Hook: The
Go tell friends about it (About it)
Go tell your friends it (About it)
Go tell 'em you know, what 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 that nigga with the
'bout poppin' pills, fuckin' bitches, livin' life so trill

[Street Outro]
Round 1,

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