Luyện nghe bài hát Tell Ya Friends

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

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

[Verse 2:
She don't want the key to your
She want the key to your
If she had the key to your heart, 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 keep score, we just do our numbers baby
talkin', I feel like a trending topic
Hashtag, I bet your mouth than your pocket
I got you and bag, Musseline
Got you young fly, fuck what you
Let them groupies in the group chat
Niggas tryna shoot they shot but don't know where the at
Bitch you I'm ballin', if you smart, you would recruit that
Niggas plagues, asking where to alley-oops at
Man you know game is vicious
All want is fame and riches
up the lamest bitches and they tellin' same as snitches
So...

[Hook: The
Go tell friends about 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 your friends about it
I'm that with the hair
Singin' 'bout poppin' pills, fuckin' bitches, livin' so trill

Listen, me and my bitches are sisters
So of course we gonna give our opinion on
[?] who
I'm never the type of female the call my haters
If give they opinion on my relationship
If my is fucked up, but bitch
If I tell you I'm happy my
If I you I'm happy with my nigga
Just be happy that I'm
Bitch, I gotta lie to you, I'm grown
And always wanna bring up what 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 it's
She tried to a selfie at my Grandma's funeral
Used to roam on Queen, now I sing Queen anthems
Used to attention, now I pull 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 Lamar rob a nigga for his Jordans
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 fuck my niggas, they got choices
They told me not to fall in love, that is pointless
Yeah, that shit is
They told me not to fall in love, that is pointless
Yeah, that is pointless
They told me not to fall in love, shit is pointless

[Hook: The
Go your 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 your friends about it (About it)
Go your friends about it
I'm nigga with the hair
Singin' 'bout poppin' pills, fuckin' bitches, livin' so trill

Fighter Outro]
Round 1,

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