Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Trust Her

Yeah, don't her
Don't yo' nigga
Yeah, uhh

Now do you love your bitch or do you your bitch?
Now do you love your or do you trust your nigga? Yeah

[Verse
Now do you your bitch or do you trust your bitch?
Cause niggaz gotta to follow they dick
You down with Too $hort He a ho
Cause I'll snatch a bitch up e'ry show, and hit the
But certain niggaz fall in with them hookers
Nigga the pussy ain't yours cause another took her
Seen a little mo' game, she took a rang and bigger and better thangs
Starin at the chain and the karats in the
Now who she leave with, she know we got the sticky
The niggaz wearin dickies or the niggaz hickies
She know what she want, she that California funk
Them hundred spoke thangs with that up in the trunk
She wanna ride the sho' with the top back
But she know I gotta hit we start that
Man don't her

[Interlude
(Aiyyo) Man, see what the fuck I'm talkin about
(What?) You trust a bitch!
(The you mean?) What'chu mean? Where the fuck you been?
(Me and my Robin went to the car wash)
I don't wanna that shit
Robin me lookin for yo' motherfuckin ass
What the you think? (whatever, whatever)
That's the fuck I'm talkin 'bout, I'm talkin 'bout
(You trippin) I can't trust yo' ass
You need to get yo' ass the fuck up outta
(Nigga just fuck, okay?)
No I ain't even fuckin, ain't that motherfucker

Now do you your bitch or do you trust your bitch?
Now do you love your nigga or do you your nigga?
Nigga what what, what wha-what?

Two]
Now you thinkin you be trustin yo' man, but tell you right now
The man make the plans
It's like when I step up in the club I catch my breath
9 times out of 10 I cain't help
I don't really mean to cheat, I ain't lyin I'm a
goin beep and I'm steady tryin to creep
I admit, I'm a -
I did I had to do just to get in her
I whispered in her ear
Tell her I'm the man, tell her what she hear
Now I'm I can hit it
Cause the shit was good cause she bought it and she bit it
I'm down $hort Dawg, I'm the next thang comin
You heard Badwayz? Yeah I'm the one
My Stud baby girl, you ain't heard of us?
"$hort Records: In We Tru$t?"
I hadda died if I wasn't high - you heard that?
But matter of fact, I got weed in the 'llac
We can finish these and go smoke that shit
And from there, ain't no where we gon' get
But trust her

[Interlude
That's the type of I'm talkin about (what?)
That fuckin shit man that shit is not cool
(Fuckin around nigga, you fuckin around too with some-a your hoes)
(Now how you come off on me like that?)
Man you got no clue, you don't know what the fuck's goin on f'real
(Anyway) I'm bout to handle (I know)
Oh yeah baby up? (I know what you doin out there okay?)
Bitch, what the you think I'm doin?
(Well as long as you bringin that home to me baby)

Now do you love your bitch or do you your bitch?
Now do you love your nigga or do you your nigga?
Nigga what what, what wha-what?

Three]
You see it's way after 12 and I'm out bitch
Tossin up, you workin on the midnight shift
Got you fucked up mad, bout to a rage
She won't the phone, won't return your page
Gettin took for what you got yet you treat her real
She takin all yo' and she spend it on us rappers
all in yo' house, bustin all on yo' sheets
When I come to yo' town, I be yo' freak
Then you come back home lickin all on ho
Would have a fit knowin she was suckin Joe
She love money and excitement, that's why always fightin
And youse a workin-haulic, she you to be ballin
When it all down, you cain't trust that bitch
If she make you too mad you might that bitch
Be locked down in county for shit
But for love and the pussy you done bought bitch
trust her

Don't trust her, don't trust that
Now do you your bitch or do you trust your bitch?
trust her
Now do you love your or do you trust your nigga?
Nigga what what, what what