Luyện nghe bài hát Nasty Chick

Listen up motherfuckers, I got a to tell
All you niggas out there hands
these motherfuckers street
Them motherfuckers behind doors holding
You might be a nasty ass

Nasty bitch gonna my boy
Now how you fuck my boy
That's why I don't love hoes
You trust these dog ass hoes

Nasty bitch fuck my boy
Now how you fuck my boy
That's why I don't them hoes
You can't trust these dog ass

I was in love like a motherfucker with bitch
But uh, I wasn't doing nothing but making her
(Shit)
But damn, she used to it so cooled
I guess she must C for a fool

I swear the sex had my motherfucking gone
And I was like a fiend for that heroin
And I put it in, the way that she moaned
Made me never wanted to leave her alone

The back in the hot tubs, watching videos
It made me crawl when she it all down her throat
Surprise, shit I hit her a five karat
And later on we can talk marriage
(Huh)

Ya name tatted on my chest, them other broads
We hold hands when we walking the shopping malls
My brother told me V charge it to the
But uh, listen up 'cause a motherfucking shame

Nasty bitch gonna my boy
Now how you fuck my boy
That's why I don't love hoes
You can't these dog ass hoes

Nasty gonna fuck my boy
Now how you fuck my boy
why I don't love them hoes
You can't trust dog ass hoes

I used to page this girl about ten a day
But after 9, she was to find
One of a kind, huh, so I was with the problems we had
a number in her purse, said it was her dad

I got a call from my nigga Jubilee
He told me, he saw my girl in the
another nigga, nut it wasn't me
I said man, you must be tripping, nigga it be
I thought it was love but I the love was gone

So then I put up the and then I went home
Park the car, in the door, walked up the stairs
And I near slipped on her underwear
Opened the door, seen a ho
With a nigga ro, 'bout to my fo, fo, hold

Damn, bitch I thought we loved each
bitch gonna fuck my brother
Bitch, get the out my house
Pick up your ass draws, get that cum off your chest
And wipe your mouth and get the fuck out, biatch

Fuck you gonna my motherfucking boy
Ol' cheesy ass ho, I didn't you anyway
Biatch, I catch you in the club, sneak your ass
Fuck, nasty

Nasty gonna fuck my boy
Now how you fuck my boy
why I don't love them hoes
You can't trust these dog ass

Nasty bitch gonna my boy
Now how you gonna my boy
That's why I don't love hoes
You trust these dog ass hoes