Luyện nghe bài hát Girl Fight

It's to be a girlfight
Remix, hey, sendin' this out to all the
That got beef with ***
Just walk up to that *** and tell her, whatcha tell

I fight, I don't argue
I just hit that chick with a
I don't fight, I argue
I just hit that chick a bottle
(It's to be a [Incomprehensible] girlfight)

We 'bout to throw them
We 'bout to swing them
We 'bout to throw them
We 'bout to swing them
It's to be a what? Girlfight

I hit that chick wit a bottle, I hit her throttle
Didn't think I do it 'cause I look like a model
I'm so impossible, for girlfights
The first to a heffa in the hospital

me, yup, M.S.B.
Ms. Action, I swear you heffas can't see me
Y'all can't never take me an' me
Turn around an' bite me an' try to me

Huh? How 'bout I ya an' hit ya with one of these
Punch ya homie in the with a handful of rings
Don't need no help, I can do it
Had a full of girls, now you all by yourself

You all alone, you ain't one word
security gonna stop it? I'll just flip them a bird
What? You got a beef, baby, I ya, we can cook it
Put ya dukes up, b***, you fight? We can do it

We 'bout to throw them
We 'bout to swing them
We to throw them bows
We 'bout to swing thangs
It's about to be a what?

Slit ya to the meat, *** if you got beef
An' that's for thought, so my pits' can eat
If I gotta the girl, I'm snatchin' out her curls
I'ma that *** around the corner, beat her tushy Earl

An' let her world caved in, just her face
Nobody know I done it 'cause I no trace
I'm a bad mothaf***, Chi town, my base
Brooke, diggin' in yo a***, Valentines Day

Do I say, lay, lay, lay, my knuckles on ya jaw
You won't never get a witness what they saw
I ain't tryin' to be no victim, you cross that line?
I a b*** leakin' blood, like it's *** time

Got that old school in me Tampax
You can't home without my CD, like Air Max
I them bows left to right
I'm so so Def a like, like Mike, ***

We 'bout to throw them
We to swing them thangs
We 'bout to throw bows
We 'bout to swing thangs
It's about to be a Girlfight

Look, if you really get it poppin'
I can act I ain't got a album droppin'
But, you the type to slick, quick
Get ya a*** whipped an' then go call the

in the process of gettin' it started
File all types of reports, sayin' you got
Now that ain't an' you ain't gangsta
Matter 'fact, your whole low crew is wankstas

I'm tellin' you, you don't really want it me
I know how to act, Remy'll O.D.
I be camped out, at ya J O B
Wit my in two braids, face vaseline

An' my squad know the plan before we thumpin'
if I'm winnin', we call gon' jump in
Talkin' wreckless, no hired
An' we walkin' 'round them metal detectors

We 'bout to them bows
We 'bout to them thangs
We 'bout to throw them
We to swing them thangs
about to be a what? Girlfight

I'm poppin' one heffa, two heffas, three heffas,
If chick with her, watch her watch her hit the flo'
I don't fight, I don't
Yeah, I hit that chick with a bottle