Luyện nghe bài hát Queen Bitch Ii

Yeah, uh, yeah, uh-uh,
Beotch, on, yeah, uh, uh
He-he y'all ain't
on now, turn me up a little bit

Every you heard yo that's my word
You play the herd and repeat every
It get on nerves to see how we swerve
Watches that shine dimes his and her furs

Straight the curb to the suburb
In the black suburb plucking birds, served
Y'all ain't never learned how world turn
Thought it was over, huh now we

To it may concern when you're hot you burn
Maybe it wasn't meant to be or it just ain't your
The rules also stern nigga get you earn
And we move in silence, nigga ya heard?

Y'all know who y'all are, battle? Better call
An end to all shit you legit? Spit a bar
What? See I won the show got the flow
Finding loads of bank in my underclothes

It's the original and everybody
I rock that's red, white and indigo
I'm undroppable,
You can't hold me down you know I'm unstoppable

Niggas wanna run up in my pussy like a Pap
I'ma tell you know, just I told you last year
Niggas ain't stickin' unless lick the kitten, huh
Too many bitches just be the dick

And I'm a one I like my dicks rock hard
Not the sticky ones that taste like
Oh missing the shower pissing
All up in your mouth You think I'm kidding?

everything we do we got a right to
You criticize me we you
If what they say is true we the crew
I'm far broke so why should I be mad at you?

Pardon my French but uh
I get of peeved at these weak Emcee's
these supreme baller like lyrics I call 'em like
I see 'em G, y'all niggas like me

my French but uh sometimes
I get of peeved at these week Emcee's
You niggas got some you sold a million
Now you're of me, get off my dick, kick it bitch

You must be out your mind or you must be
Fucking with the Teflon bitch the Sty
No near shy see I make you cry
The way I you to sleep like a lullaby

Oh yeah and by the way, you got one day
All you got to pay boo you got to say
Yeah bring it on bitch, you ain't bitch
Thought you'd be around long wrong

Got nothing but love but push comes to shove
We turn to and we put on them gloves
Commence to slugs you ain't giving up
More zipping up, fake thug, nigga what?

Pardon my but uh sometimes
I get kind of peeved at these Emcee's
With these baller like lyrics I call 'em like
I see 'em G, niggas sound like me

Pardon my French but uh
I get kind of peeved at these Emcee's
You niggas got some you sold a million
Now you're of me, get off my dick, kick it bitch

my French but uh sometimes
I get kind of peeved at these Emcee's
With these supreme baller like lyrics I call 'em
I see 'em G, niggas sound like me

Pardon my French but uh
I get kind of peeved at these Emcee's
You niggas got some audacity you sold a
Now you're half of me, get off my dick, kick it