Luyện nghe bài hát We Both Frontin'

Yo, I'm lookin' at the game y'know (heh heh)
And I see that it's alot a niggas just frontin'
Basically, ya

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Yo, I'm doin' 150 (uh huh)
Headin' out to island
I see this with the pretty smile and (uh huh)
a prelude 'hey you', diamond stud up in your navel
Actin' it cost nine g's (c'mon)
A real fine queen, was light green (yeah)
And had a tattoo written in
25, spent her money wise
Work out everyday, I could by her tummy size

Damn, you got some funny

Yea, I a lot, drink a lot (mmm)
You could me at the rink a lot (uh huh)
But enough me ma, you look amazing
Are you

I'm half that and half asian, my name is
Live in new (yeah)
'till I find the man, my virginity I'm savin' (uh huh)

The I was sayin', honey might be blazin'
I her to the days inn, of course
She in (c'mon)

1 - no disrespect, you nice and shit (I know)
And I ain't really tryin' to price shit
(yeah, so stop)
I'm I like that platinum on your wrist
But why isn't no ice in

Same reason why, baby girl, ain't your hair
(no the fuck, you did not)
You the same one your home girl's gear
(oh no boo, was mine)
In fact, why you tryin' to on me?
'cause we both frontin', basically, ya
(basically? )

Uhh, uhh
I be slick thug, see me in the strip club (yea)
With dominican chicks, about to get my dick (uh huh)
bug, how I lay up and sip bud
You could if you want, lay in puddles of thick blood (c'mon)
'cause I get yeah, where ever I go
And I'd die for my niggas, but no hoe
So you know the life I lead is twice your speed
A brown skin mami, that's the wife I (uh huh)
Light that weed, front, nigga just bleed
I might just squeeze, matter of fact I might leave
I don't need a hoe that drink moet by the liter
If you don't like me, I ain't your ass neither (ha ha)
I need a diva, pushin' a two-seater (yea)
That's alright, let my wife, my crew her
In words, I need a chick off the meter
The that wild out when I eat her (c'mon)

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[huddy
Hey, yo, huddy? in the (heyyyy)
Waiter, give me (heyyyy)
Bitches they (heyyyy)
From here to (heyyyy)
I'm a cat, baggy jeans with fitted hats (uh huh)
Where my at? at the bar, where titties at
You know I spend dough, get in clubs with
And bet my shit like a block on crenshaw
I'm cris', hoe (uh huh)
you sippin' on cisco, I'm at the disco
Reminiscin' on 'frisco, and go
To honeys who be your name, knowin' your fame (yea)
you rock a rolley and chain
But it don't stop, so get-it,
The huddy hit-it, (uh huh)
She saw my ice, she was wit it
She wanna down, be committed (yea)
She saw the drop the tv's in it
Shit, I pay this hoe a visit

Oh no, boo boo
You be payin' (what)
Anything over except the rent (c'mon)

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Yeah, you know you wanna be over
Fake ass,