Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Trust Her

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

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

One]
Now do you your bitch or do you trust your bitch?
Cause niggaz gotta tendencies to follow dick
You down with Too girl? He a ho
Cause snatch a bitch up e'ry show, and hit the mo-mo
But certain niggaz fall in love them hookers
Nigga the ain't yours cause another nigga took her
Seen a little mo' game, she took a rang and some and better thangs
Starin at the chain and the in the rang
Now who she leave with, she know we got the sticky
The niggaz wearin dickies or the givin hickies
She know she want, she want that California funk
Them hundred spoke thangs with that juice up in the
She wanna ride down the sho' with the top
But she know I gotta hit before we that
Man don't her

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

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

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

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

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

Three]
You see it's way 12 and I'm out wit'cho 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 doggin yo'
Then you back home lickin all on that ho
Would have a fit knowin she was suckin Joe
She love and excitement, that's why y'all always fightin
And youse a workin-haulic, she you to be ballin
When it all falls down, you cain't that bitch
If she make you too mad you bust that bitch
Be locked down in for assaultin shit
But for love and the pussy you done bought bitch
trust her

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