Luyện nghe bài hát Bitches 2

I once knew this
Who I was cool with me
Chilled out
Even went to with me
Fly nigga, my ace coon
We used to low together
Shot in the bathroom
You trouble
Well you found
'Cause we diss ya, issue
The critical down
He money
I would come through
Needed a car he could use too
But this
Out on the
say he was riffin'
Callin' me a
bout how foul I'm livin'
heard him
Poppin' that last week
for some pussy
From some big freak
Sayin' I'm his
I was on his
Talkin' that crazy old weak shit
And after all of
She still away
How ya gonna diss boy
To get some
And when I to him about it
He said, who

Yo, how did he go
He out like a bitch
So
We just ain't talkin' you
some of you niggas
Is too

I knew this brother Mitch
player
He meet a girl, in five he lay her
Trucked crazy
smothered in ice
Been to prison not once, but
a stupid thick posse
Made of and
and hoods
And vet
Who up to no good
But they all behind him
And his back
the only way
To roll on the
But yo
Mitch got rushed by the feds last
snatched by the trunk
Of his Cornice
a look inside
And did they see
Two keys and a of P.C.P
Oh shit, the crashed
Mitch's
Three strikes, that's
Habitual
So instead of under
He snitched on his whole
at the crib
And Martini and Rossi
Sold out his crew
That rat named

Yo, how did he go
He went out a bitch
So
We just ain't talkin' you
some of you'll niggas
Is too

I this guy
was never that fly
Couldn't act
Even when he
we played rough
He always
When he told stories, he lied
A black
Who was the cool part
He had the
But was missin' the heart
we would fight
He would always go quick
So he took
And he still got his ass
But now he's
And he his wife's ass
Says it comes from
That he had in the
Doesn't like
Claims he's upper
the police, got himself a badge
Now he the streets
And he's out to
Doggin' brothers
'Cause they usually don't fight
Got a partner
And he for that
And every
Another they crack
So now big man
But he really shit

Yo, how did he go
He out like a bitch
So
We ain't talkin' 'bout you
a lot of this pigs
Are too

Out one night with my
And new kid
I didn't homeboy, but evil E did
So I he was cool
We rode in his
Rag top on Daytons
side to side
We hit the party
was hawkin' me
You could the vibe
Of artillery
Parliament was on, some O.G
I put my back to the
And felt my grip
All of a
Niggas started
Flippin', the started skippin'
Wildin', fools lockin' up
Gats
The room smokin' up
Me and he hit the
And then the back
My boys let off an automatic
But when we it out to the ride
It was gone, we had to it out
by side
Punk left us there to die in a

Yo, how did he go
He out like a bitch
So
We just ain't 'bout you
'Cause you scary ass
Is too

So if you're
Why we are at you
if you thought
You always tell a
You've got a lot of
But you don't
Yo lad you what I be frontin'
I'ma tell you

You act you can fight
But there's a real fight
You out that
I'ma do it eyes, I'ma do it eyes
No, you ain't, man
No, you ain't
A brother you've got back up
But you don't
You why
I wouldn't hit you with my fist
I'd that shit out of you

I know the brothers