Luyện nghe bài hát Secrets

(How longer will we suffer from hunger?)
(How much will we suffer?)
[Intro - DJ On - talking] (*echo*)
Make sure you pay close on this joint
We this one Secrets
joint produced by the Klasix ...
My nigga G, Brooklyn
Can't forget mixtapemurder.com, my nigga A.G., up?
(How much longer we suffer from hunger?)
(How much longer will we suffer hunger?)
[Joe Budden - talking the Intro] (*Emanny harmonizing*)
Y'all in that yet?
[Verse 1 - Joe (*Emanny harmonizes throughout*)
Her name was Chyna Doll, real Sasha
out in Jersey
, a regular stopper (uh)
Club hopper, tell her nada
Can't even talk to her, if it about a dollar (can't even talk to her, if it ain't about a dollar)
Stayed in the latest, Esay, Gucci,
Two kids, no communication with the
(no with the father, OH!)
She nineteen, lookin the truth is sickenin (WHAT?)
But boo was trickin, to pay school (school tuition)
A hourglass figure with the complexion (with the best complexion)
With no ratchet on her, sex as a weapon
(usin sex as a weapon)
Her man's named (her man's named Jerome)
Highschool sweetheart, but just came home for some charges unknown (for charges unknown)
It's probably (probably domestic), he be beatin her ass
Chyna still go to work like she be the cash
Got his on her ankle
Real impolite, I made it rain on her once and bitch (BITCH!) couldn't say 'thank (OH!)
Call me loose, but you'd fuck too
I'm 36, 24, 42
She be at The Tea Cup
(be at The Tea Cup)
of Chardonnay and E'd up
A +Black Girl Lost+, she need Jesus (she Jesus)
Bisexual, live her life on the
Newark niggas to come through spikin her drink
Puttin in her liquor (in her liquor)
dubs when they tip her
She high, makin it clap, 'fuck them other niggas!' (fuck them other niggas!)
type jealous, used to come through clappin at niggas
That put they hands on her (used to come clappin at niggas that put they hands on her)
Cause of the insanity, her from Fantasies (cause of the insanity, fired her from Fantasies)
Every man's fantasy, from vanity (every man's fantasy, sufferin from vanity, OH!)
I 'member she broke for a short stint
So she fuckin niggas just to pay her rent (so she started fuckin niggas just to pay her rent)
Started fuckin that would get her bent (anybody that would get her bent)
Frequentin hotels and cars with dark tints (frequentin hotels and with dark tints)
But she home, in the world fulfillin her greed
It's a disease, grandmother takin care of her
Now everybody she be with (she be with), keep her weeded (keep gettin her weeded)
She dropped out of school, felt it was no needed
Low self-esteem, a broken home and dreams
Got Chyna comin out of her
Get money by any means, wearin anything that's tight
Pretties up the outside, to up what's inside
one time bad bitch (dog), don't even look average
Borrows her friend's clothes, no money for
Saks Fifth (for Fifth)
proposed, now they awaitin marriage (awaitin marriage)
Little did he know how many had smashed it (whoa, whoa, oh, HO!)
Dre used to pipe her, them two was
It was more than just beatin, I'm guessin he really liked her (guessin he liked her)
Dre got a girl, not with the label
See her name is Faith, but he ain't never faithful (never been faithful)
She used to get raiseful, yellin out 'I hate you!' (I you!)
Been with him since he was and he ain't grateful (he ain't grateful)
Now the able, financially stable (financially stable)
But she turned the tables, went and got other mates too (went and got some other mates too)
That stopped her from rummagin through his shit
Dre neglectin home, fuckin with this bitch
her on vacas, pick her up for late stays
Spent his whole check on her near every pay day
Already fought 'rome he caught Dre at the strip club
Chyna him a lap dance, gettin her tits rubbed
Zipper down like he just finished his dick sucked
'Rome threw his fists up, but Dre couldn't give a (OH!)
Security 'em out, speakers blastin DJ Unk
I saw Jerome over towards his trunk
But Chyna and stopped it, before Jerome popped it
Dre ain't learn nothin, kept creepin, he ain't shit (he ain't stop shit)
I tried to talk to him, he ain't heed the
She sickly skinny, exceedin anorexic
every minute (OH!), which to me kind of hinted (OH!)
If you have ya cape on, nigga take her to the clinic (nigga take her to the clinic)
But he don't want to listen and no he told me
He bring that bitch everywhere, treat her like a
I know dude, I already know when he go fuck her
He wide open, he divin in, no (no rubber)
I seen shit comin, call me a psychic (call me a psychic)
He tryin keep tabs on her, her a Sidekick (bought her a Sidekick, OH!)
See every night, pick her up in that Hybrid (pick her up in that Hybrid)
You got a girl nigga, at do it in private (at least do it in private)
I mean he really treatin Chyna like a fly (like a fly chick)
Talkin dirty to her like 'Damn, love how you ride dick' (damn, love how you dick, OH!)
She be on top screamin, 'Daddy, how you like (OH!)
But not after found out he had the virus (OH!)
Now he's heated, anger's seeded (anger's deep seeded)
He thinks she 'round, fuckin with this deep secret (fuckin with this deep secret)
Not even about her man or her kids
Dre turned and took her life for takin his
And I mad at you for spendin a few chips
I thought you knew than wifin that loose bitch
You never heard lay your head, where you shit?'
You got your shovel out, dug yourself a huge
Dumb motherfucker, now you facin two
And can't even run from the law, you too sick (and can't run from the law, you too sick)
Jerome wasted no time findin where dude
He came in blazin that fifth in dude's
two individuals gone for God's sake
Jerome went to jail three after her wake
Dre's at home, in shock, she can't believe it
she would've told him about her big, big secret
[Outro - Joe - talking] (*Emanny harmonizing*)
Y'all in that mood
Maybe y'all hear me
Y'all in that mood
I don't think they understand me (I think they understand me)
Let the rock out (let the guitars rock out)
If I to fast, maybe you listenin to slow
Ya (ya heard?)
[DJ On Point - behind Outro] (*echo*)
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