Luyện nghe bài hát X-bitches

Damn, what you doing over Whassup?
Yeah, I was thinking about you the day
And I was thinking I should have never wit' your ass
I should have you right where I found you, my bed

When I was you all you ever do was bitch
Talk shit but you could dick
So I didn't sweat all the fussin' and
On New Eve, the night I was bussin'

I would stress and to maintain
And didn't to hear your motherfucking ass complain
About niggaz in the house, on the couch
Talkin' all loud, yeah, blunt in my mouth,

Bitch, I got Fifty Cents on this
Talkin' 'bout niggaz got to the premises
She's dead, homie
An' outta nowhere your ass got

Poured out the pub you got drugged
We at it again, I tried to to ten
There's no end to your
You treat me like I'm faggin', hoe

You see, I'm
(No)
Why I gotta act like a motherfucking
(Why)
To be king of my castle

You'll never be the
(Never)
Breakin' all my
And all my X-bitches

Fuck you, you and fuck you
The world ain't yours, the world ain't
Fuck you, fuck you and you
The world ain't yours, the ain't yours

On an' off, off an' on, bitch, I'm
So stop on my phone
(Stop)
It was a time we to bump and grind
And find heaven without a reverend

Managua and bomb-ass massages
And of three-car garages
You say I'm cheating when I'm up at the
to find out you the hoe, oh and you was way out

Talkin' 'bout rap, was play ya
And I was my time writing rhyme
You yourself loud and clear
You wanted me to choose you and my career
(Bitch)

Started with this baller named Chris
Couldn't resist the on his wrist
I kept on my raps with profanity
Now, I'm on fucking bitches like Fanady

You tried to diss this, now, you this
And the first and fifteenth is Christmas
me naked pictures but give it a rest
With Mrs. Ice tattooed on your breast

Now, you at the door of my show
Dressed like a hoe, could you blow
(No)
Hell no but it's still
Went rags to riches and fuck all my X-bitches

Fuck you, fuck you, you
The world ain't yours, the world yours
Fuck you, fuck you, you
The ain't yours, the world ain't yours

Now, I hear you "Yeah, I used to fuck 'em"
Not 'em know I was a young buck then
Niggaz me "Man, did you love her?"
Loved her, stupid ass, enough to her with a rubber
(Bitch)

Now, I hear, I'm your big
(Who?)
Second cousin, friend, bitch, since
ain't the way I swing
(Nah)
Never bought ass a goddamn thing
I had to pay for

I was hateful, ungrateful and never
Fuckin' that I could, get my paws on
through hell with gasoline draws on
Now, I'm on the mic, music is my

and a wife, heard you was a dite
(Damn)
It's your thing if you the switches
But it's my world and all my X-bitches

you, fuck you and fuck you
The world ain't yours, the ain't yours
Fuck you, fuck you and you
The world ain't yours, the ain't yours

Fuck you, you, especially you
The ain't yours, the world ain't yours
you, fuck you, especially you
The world yours, the world ain't yours

Never go down the same twice
Advice from the big Ice Cube
Girl, you better get from here
I don't that shit no more

And be callin' at my mama' house neither
I'm through you, I'm through wit' you
I done got smarter, I got smarter
I ain't fuckin' wit' your