Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Gone

Say bitch, who the fuck is you talking to of all
I don't know why you talking to me bitch
Cause first of all, I don't even your ass
Second of all, I don't even know why you talking to me
Cause I don't even like ass, biatch

Who the fuck you calling a bitch bitch, don't start it
You just mad, cause you still living in them ass apartments
Coulda been driving something expensive, a button push to start it
Why would I bless you like that, you be talking to me like I'm
Don't I come through and give you what you need, you need it
you be like I ain't never done nothing for ya, I can't believe it
Ungrateful ass hateful ass, you you ain't a man
Cause I'd break your motherfucking face, and I'd you where you stand
And yeah you got that coke bottle shape, but that enough for me
You gotta be street smart, but you gotta have common sense to fuck with me
My baby mama can hate me all she want to, she's with me
Ten my nigga, you know you ain't never bought a blunt from me
I don't ask for just my respect, the rest of that you can keep it
So much attitude, I'm not even to your Victoria Secret
I hate you bitch, swear to God I hate bitch y'all
Do 70 miles per hour hoe, and crash into a brick

I'm done with dealing, with attitude
We can't be a couple, if you care about you
Walking out your life, that's what the fuck I'm do
Bitch I'm gone, I'm
Yeah you sexy as hell, but that mean nothing to me
All I need is my
I'm a hell of a man, that's something you get to see
I'm gone, I'm gone

You must of fucked with too many young boys, you can't a man can ya
your neck and smacking every time you talk, and that's why I laugh at ya
Stop acting your shoe size woman, and act age
How the fuck can I be serious about somebody, always playing games
I'm out chere my back to get it, I swear I earned every god damn dime
But your ignant ass got the nerve to think, you want half that's mine
You ain't my wife bitch, living like that ain't the life bitch
Get the hell out my house tonight bitch, keep the jewelry fuck that ice
I'm the only thang that's priceless, you ain't never find another me
Bitch I cheating on ya, cause I ain't in love with you I'm in love with me
Thinking I'm another bitch, looking for phone numbers and smelling my dick
And looking for hairs in my bed, that didn't out your head
Talking shit like you a man too, ooh bitch I can't you
With a Randy Macho Man Savage ass, and body slam you
They'd me five years in prison, if I stomp your ass
Fuck it I'ma pay a few from the neighborhood, to jump your ass
Street life, that's the life I know
Street life, can't concentrate on my hustle I keep arguing with my hoe
Street life, when I get home I want pussy and a home cooked meal
After all, I'm the motherfucking thang paying all these bills