Luyện nghe bài hát It's Hard Being Wifee

Uhh
Ladies know how that sayin' goes
'Be careful what you ask for in
you just might get it'
Dependin' on you ask for
What you get you not be able to get out of it
You Uhh

Niggas might take if you let 'em
(Uhh)
Play your right and if you fuck 'em in the same night
Make sure he don't snitch, must be up to sumpin'
Or be on his dick, shit

You know how flip from gettin' pussy
The head, 'til you spent yo bread and blew his
if he trip, shit
Don't complain, bitch, do your thang and cop that
(Uhh)

When he hit you with that
You be like, 'A'ight, dude,
And sleep on it, put a week on it
Get the Benz Jeep and on it

Do you, like, yeah, faggot, you
What the fuck am I to do
Just lay back like I'm that bitch, dude
I'm that bitch
(Uh huh)

Don't you Never cross no ho
Especially if she was and she know where that stands go
Fuck you wildin' fo'? Who you fo'?
And the truth is he with the deuce kid
(Uhh)

He know that I stick a move
Get him right for Chyna White
Nothing to lose, and I see through him
Yeah, we tonight

In the Duque, what he talkkin' and I'm tonight
And if he with them big ones, I'm lucky tonight
And if he like he yappin', I'm doin' him right

Yo, yo, yo, yo
Yo, when your man ain't fuckin' you
And the dope daddy singing in the hood in Chyna White
We say, "Fuck 'em, 'em"
'Cuz he ain't right
We say, "Fuck 'em, 'em"
he just ain't tight

Yo, when man ain't fuckin' you right
And the dope daddy singing in the in that Chyna White
We say, "Fuck 'em, 'em"
'Cuz he just right
We say, "Fuck 'em, 'em"
'Cuz he just ain't

Uhh, mostly, they'll you closely
(Uh, huh)
Especially if you 'em, anything could crushin' 'em
Damn bitch, you lovin' 'em, impressed like
Bomb head, every night, is the sex that? Uh huh
Yeah, you know, I was stress like that
Over do, not this once, he don't handle like

Should'a known not to with no lightweight cats
Rollin' doves in his stacks, I ain't wit that
I'm like, "Dude, where the is yo big heads at?"
And you know how I get down, I don't like that
Plus he act funny and he only fuck with track

And I'm, zero platinum-plat money
not a game, nigga
And like Sparkle, be what you say, nigga
The of cat that makes, wonder if he was sent to do this
Put it for you

First chick he ever cried fo' never had a chick that raps this
(Uh, huh)
And impressed for no see 'cuz we like this
(Uh, huh)
And he makes a it clear baby mothers don't exist
(Uhh)
They just some Fox and condom breakers, ya heard?

Yo, when your man ain't fuckin' you
And the dope daddy singing in the hood in that Chyna
We say, "Fuck 'em, 'em"
he just ain't right
We say, "Fuck 'em, 'em"
'Cuz he just ain't

Yo, when your man ain't you right
And the dope daddy in the hood in that Chyna White
We say, "Fuck 'em, 'em"
'Cuz he just right
We say, "Fuck 'em, 'em"
'Cuz he ain't tight

Ughh, the is
(Uh, huh)
Y'all chicks be fuckin' that mistress shit
ro, if not for the dough, I splits with the quickness
Pleads no fifth, leaves no traces, ya

What the is this? Payback shit?
(Uh, huh)
Is it God striking me for way back shit?
I'm like, "Damn, was the really foul like this?"
(Uh, huh)
And my lobe be just to think, I should slash my

And my seven, from me thinkin' I total my six
Or straight spazz out, fuck his man and split
(Uh, huh)
Took the code straight to his safe and just his bricks
On the low but I know that he love when I
(Uhh)

Ya betta know how to throw the game
Shit, I got to bring bitch and his last
(Uhh)
Any bitch could do a whole big
Any bitch lock up and have a kid

Any could fuck a nigga despite
But the nigga got to you if he make you his wife
Ughh, ya chicks is lonely, I'm ownin' that
And on top of all this bullshit, I'm still his

Yo, when your man ain't fuckin' you
And the daddy singing in the hood in that Chyna White
We say, "Fuck 'em, 'em"
'Cuz he ain't right
We say, "Fuck 'em, 'em"
'Cuz he just ain't

Yo, your man ain't fuckin' you right
And the dope daddy in the hood in that Chyna White
We say, "Fuck 'em, 'em"
'Cuz he just right
We say, "Fuck 'em, 'em"
'Cuz he just ain't