Luyện nghe bài hát Fake Ass Bitches

Tell me about these fake ass

Look here nigga
Most of these be bitches too
But you'll never hear side of the story
So uhh, we finna do this like this

like I tell my niggaz, keep your eyes on these bitches
They to G a nigga young dumb and gettin' riches
the fuck you think a trick is nigga
Nigga done stick and wet his
And get tricked out all his riches by a bitch

I'm to school you to the rules of the game, it'll cost ya
Think you alla that just 'cause she let a toss her
It's like a privilege
So don't up your conversation, give that bitch your 7 digits

When she call ya, ask tramp whassup
And if she is the type of hang up, word up
And let bitch meditate to the dial tone
And call me you're ready to bone and it's on

A motherfucking tonight
Stay that stay strapped 'cause my raps is
You fuckin' punks, I you snitches
Went against the grain and the to be fake ass bitches

God damn, you can't just hit them niggaz with that
And them to accept it, girl your heard me it gets skanless
But we gonna kick this shit this here

I can't stand fake ass
Lyin' ass and you punk ass snitches
I can't stand ass bitches
Lyin' ass niggaz and you punk ass

to show these bustas who's boss
Run up on a motherfucker and get tossed
The game is deep and thicker a motherfuckin' jimmy
Broke hoes round yellin' gimme!

I can't it, hoes talkin' 'bout they got a man
Shit all I wanted her to do is suck my
So how about hittin' a motherfucker on my
Busy now bitch but you can give me the pussy

Fly how I fade her, played her a game of sega
Fuckin' with the player that made her, huh
And I sleepin' caught you creepin' for my money
Got the dick and now you get the pistol

So get the bozack, hoes back, keep my dough stacked
So where the hoes at?
niggaz can't fade the mack, livin' fat
Gettin' paid to rap, it's like that, you bitches

Yeah, that's my motto
She educated a whole bunch of you old raggedy-ass
See y'all take that back to y'all camp and uhh
You sleep on there, it's like

She can't stand ass bitches
Lyin' ass niggaz and you punk ass
I can't stand fake ass
Lyin' ass niggaz and you ass snitches

I can't stand fake ass
Lyin' ass and you punk ass snitches
I can't stand fake ass
Lyin' ass niggaz and you ass snitches

Oh you too nigga, don't think we ain't 'bout your punk ass
You old fake ass nigga, there wearin' all them pendletons
And khakis and all that, you as a motherfuckin' grape
Ain't this a bitch

I can see right through your ass
Some of these niggaz is too, man I tell ya
It's gonna be harder and harder to be a thug in
But we do this shit

Y'all take this shit and you play this for every single
Fake ass bitch out there and plenty of 'em
You probably got one sittin' to you right now
Bobbin' his fake ass head to this, dope ass shit that he to
ass motherfuckin' bitch, die in ninety-four