Luyện nghe bài hát No Label

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Ayy, so crazy
I made this song off another nigga feelings

Know I'm sayin'?
What he through with his bitch
Know I'm sayin'?
He one of my dogs
what I'm sayin'?
So, you go

We ain't talk in a minute, so hit me up
And I mix my feelings with drugs
I fell to my knees, you ain't pick me up
When I was down on my
you I ain't rich enough
And we ain't talk no sex
you ain't get it up
And I don't want you to my dick
'Cause you ain't spit
You an ungrateful lil' bitch, said I ain't spend
You told me you want ass shots
'Cause you ain't thick
I'm in the with the sharks
I ain't have a
nights I ain't wanna talk
I left you in the
You was lurkin' on my page, you a narc'
You was writing bitches back, shit went too far
And I carried you on my like I ain't have a car
You was kinda mad I with murderers
Bitch, you Instagram famous, but you not a
(Instagram famous, but you not a star)

Bitch, I you
Took you out the and I saved you
them other niggas tried to play you
Bitch, you ungrateful,
Bitch, you ungrateful, bitch, you u
I ain't want a
I ain't want a
I ain't tryna be friend
Or your man, or husband
I don't a label

You steady throwin' pussy
but I want none
I got a wife, so after me you gotta Von
Ikey, then Booka, then it's more fun
I kick her out slick as hell, tell her, run
I know a couple divas, that's still a
The bitches I eat it
You not believe it
This shit was easy
I strategic
Me and two, singers, we had a threesome
Back to back, fuckin' to back, off the perky
Back to back, her all them lies
I was
Always run the streets deep
I was
watch my back, a lot of niggas tryna hurt me
That's why I my .50 and my .30
Niggas ain't on shit, they washed up,
Big Backwood, sat back and it
I'm better, hot a furnace, yeah

Bitch, I you
Took you out the hood and I you
While them other niggas to play you
Bitch, you ungrateful,
Bitch, you ungrateful, bitch, you un
I want a label
I want a label
I ain't tryna be friend
Or man, or your husband
I want a label