Luyện nghe bài hát Secrets

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