Luyện nghe bài hát FDB (Remix)

Hustle

West Side, Bankhead,(remix) that's I'm from
y'all did
It been
My Tru and my shoe game
You can't that shit

steady holl'in' 'bout "fuck me?"
(FDP) Nah, fuck bitch
Fuck bitch (fuck that bitch)
Fuck that
steady holl'in' 'bout "fuck me?" (holla holla)
(Remix) Fuck that
Fuck that bitch (Fuck bitch)
steady holl'in' 'bout "fuck me?"
Nah, fuck that

Biotch! Bitch!
Fuck that like Too $hort
My crew here, fuck you thought?
Bumping, that Newport
Ho keep bout "fuck me"
Man, that bitch
Ho told you she fuck me
Then I'll fuck that
Why you mad I ain't give you
Why you mad I ain't call you
I ain't buy you that, I ain't fly you
Ho ass nigga, ain't how you act
Now a bitch talking "fuck me"
Fuck me fuck that fuck that
Ho keeps you "trust me"
Hey! I don't trust bitch
Boys, South Bronx,
Hey! that's where I'm
That fly my niggas talk
Hey! Never been
My game is on Hammer Time,
touch that shit
Ho talking bout "fuck me" (what man)
Man, that bitch

that bitch (fuck that bitch)
Fuck that
Bitch holl'in' 'bout "fuck me?"
Nah, fuck bitch
that bitch (fuck that bitch)
Fuck bitch
Bitch steady holl'in' "fuck me?" (holla holla)
Nah, that bitch

go three,
Stupid on the remix I'mma show you how to raise up out the fire like a
I'm a Bankhead nigga, so I'm straighter a penis
If ya try the westside, I'mma nut up like
Ice got me anemic, up in Neiman's
And I get a new broad, I get subpoenaed
My baby momma mad and my girl look like a
I got racks like Venus, stack ?
Red like panini, steaks and zucchini
Wit' ya in Tahiti, big ass green bikini
I don't on tracks, I throw up on em like bulimic
Pardon, my High album a problem

Wait! that bitch
that bitch
Bitch holl'in' 'bout "fuck me?"
Nah, that bitch
Fuck that
that bitch
Bitch holl'in' 'bout "fuck me?" (holla holla)
Nah, that bitch

I'm the yacht master, rollie iced like a player
Kick it like a soccer player, hating like a goalie
neck, grew ?, what your bitch got for me
We been on the stars since midnight, homie
I destroyed the pussy, hit it a fist fight, homie
My dick only what she kiss like, homie
See, the molly got a gun, you could call but she
I was balls deep in it, nigga, you even know it
headband, strongest in the land
Say you hit it safe? You the only nigga, can
She be a freak, you wanna be a man
Getting head in the Coupe, sex in the Van
Run a full court game, no
this dope, hit a one on one
Ain't nothing else to do, she cum for fun
I'm by myself, I no one
Nigga, she want me Givenchy
In a suite, nigga, me on three
Why they call me pussy pumper, nigga, she see
Like she gon' see, like she see
Okay, Hustle Gang, nigga, only thing I
Oh yeah, and a of oneself
And Strivers Row, you me, ho
Know where I'm from, where I rep

West Side, Bankhead, where I'm
Everything y'all did, it done
My Tru game and my game (what?)
You can't touch that

A bitch holler 'bout "fuck me?" (holler holler)
Nah, fuck that

(I train hoes, I'm a pimp, Jame$ clothes)

Southside, ClayCo,
where I'm from, I'm on these Red Bottoms, Rick Owens
I rocking them Jordans, I said now, Ag compound
money, I'll throw it
My hair luxurious, yo' ain't growing
I got a on my face like Dro old cover
Fuck yo' bitch on the couch, no
Fuck yo' couch, I'm Rick brother
She a super freak, she like no rubbers
Fuck you nigga then fuck yo'
For some and a couple hundred
I thought you knew, let me you something
She'll suck me and kiss you like it ain't
Ugh, that cold,
Nigga, now you
You on the pussy?(lame)
I got on hold
I get a lot of pussy
Nigga, after my
Red, black and white girls, yeah, they them Trinidad

that bitch (fuck that bitch)
Fuck bitch
Bitch steady 'bout "fuck me?" (holla holla)
Nah, fuck bitch
Fuck bitch (fuck that bitch)
Fuck that
Bitch steady 'bout "fuck me?" (holla holla)
Nah, fuck that

I you Hustle Gang on everything
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