Luyện nghe bài hát Trust You

Ay unno me get every ting
So me
What would I wan wit unno bald people mon

[Hook - Kevin
women ain't shit but hoes with tricks
Baby girl, you
When not around, it feels like something's missing
And I you keep it real
tell no lie
Know you heard what say
love is hard to find
I just might trust you with my
Trust you with my
might trust you with my drugs
Might trust you my money
Girl, I'll trust you my drugs
Might trust you with my
just trust you with my drugs
Might trust you my money, girl

1 - Pusha T]
Started out as just a fuck
have thought I would've fucked with ya
Dope boy, they got issues
Never imagined being stuck you
Years later, we in the villa
Top back, we on vanilla
Reminiscing my episodes
With them hoes, but you didn't cheat
Cold nights when you couldn't
Celine bags with the giving
C-Class helped you see
All them other hoes, and that niggas weak
Whoo! I'm money
Got you talking in dollar
all good that she the top bitch
But she just wanna know the bottom
I don't blame her, I change her
I sit back and give her options
Lim, Derek Lam
Every baller gotta she's sponsored
Whoo! You earned
Now where the fuck did you that?
We up, we turnt out
We too far gone to ever turn

[Verse 2 - T]
phones, past tense
Pass codes, we this
Pass time,
Rolexes, sexes
Blue we both flexing
Big diamonds, we
Pitch dope, touch
sports, I'm Bo Jackson
Your fronting, that's you
My bitch stunting, me
I break it down, then her off
I'm breaking bread, and key
We everything that they talk
Know haters be watching
Them bitches lurking -- your locked
And they know when you shopping
They know that I'm balling
You still know I'm all in
Your ex nigga, next nigga
Gon' hate the that I'm spoiling
Whoo! But you earned
Now where the did you learn that?
We up, we turnt out
We too far to ever turn back

[Outro - Kevin
Please don't
I just need some
These
Just gotta sure you meet all mine
Standing there staring, with bow-legged stance
Trust nothing you could hold in your hand
Hustle in the hood, with the bands
Look at you as something more than a ho I smash
Or being bad I could bone at the bag
Pole in my pants at attention
When you step out of the shower and ass is wiggling
at the ceiling
Now your is empty
Thinking backwards,
I grabbed a vixen
That supposed to be a fitter video
really blow
Dancers get
Missing you you not around
We text each other when out of
You remain the same no matter up or
other women stay pretending
Money come and they us spend it
fuck my niggas in the very minute
I was and out and had to go to prison
Kinda high role play,
And I say I like these hoes