Luyện nghe bài hát Domestic Violence

It be her friends nigga who
It be bitch friends nigga they be
Nigga they be all up in your mix
I don't even, ay nigga she don't love you
She just to you nigga, oh boy

I can't but I need to know just how you feel
I hold it inside I've got my pride so tell me what's the deal
(What's the deal?)
Is it love, or just could it be, that used to me?
(She to you nigga!)
It's some time but you're still on my mind, so baby talk to me

You took her she from the ghetto streets
To executive streets electronic beeps, pagers, Palm 7's, M-11's
Illegal weapons, by the dope game
Smith & Wesson's, went back for seconds

Not on yo' dick dick but on yo' tongue
overprotective
E'ry you get, you slack bruh

violence, she got you whylin'
Do yo' thang, I don't how you get mad
'Cause you fuck around to her ass
And she don't be around you

Now you miss her lil' ass breath in the mornin'
Call her up, tell her how you it
To be in love you pay yo' dues
The bitch got you the blues, nigga

I can't tell but I need to just how you feel
I can't hold it inside I've got my pride so tell me the deal
Is it love, or could it be, that you're used to me?
It's been some time but you're on my mind, so baby talk to me

Domestic violence, that's what they it
You don't smoke and you ain't a alcoholic
Ain't nothin' wrong, bein' in love
But you act like a fool when you see her in the

It's like me and my money, stay away
Together, hours a day
love but can you tell if it's real?
Bitch you better me how you feel

L U V, luv, that spells evil
Connivin', triflin' ass
Uhh, kinda
Wife beater tank top, restrainin'

All up in her
But have you how she fuck different
It ain't the crevice you wanna shank
It's me, fat bank take little bank,

I can't tell but I need to know just how you
I hold it inside I've got my pride so tell me what's the deal
Is it love, or just it be, that you're used to me?
It's been some time but you're still on my mind, so talk to me

I was in the jungle, Marin
Get butt she set me up and never let me fuck
about approximately 20 minutes past the hour
I'm in the Eddie

It's so comfortable, we fuck around no mo'
You makin' deals, you need to that ho
But you forgive her, live with her
live without her but you doubt her

Love, sometimes catastrophe
Elizabeth, Marcia,
He mo' sex
The bitch his Rolex

You know The bitch shouldn'ta been trusted
Do you wanna her? Do you wanna fuck the bitch?
Makes no difference, yo' business
If it ain't love, what the fuck is this?

I can't tell but I need to know just how you
I can't hold it inside I've got my so tell me what's the deal
Is it love, or just could it be, that you're to me?
It's been some time but you're on my mind, so baby talk to me