Luyện nghe bài hát Anotha Victim

f/ Miz

{Miz
It's the sinister sister, leave mics so hot make hands

Try to catch me but all you was "Damn you just missed her"
means and whereabouts, more secret than a whisper
Cut sharper than a scissor, for the love elixir
Like most listeners, let know it's all in they reach
Spittin my verbal attack with the impeccable
How bout niggas, gotta keep your dog on a short
Got 'head speak, If not try to play us like suckas
The most commitment, wanted non commitment mothafuckas
But one look in his eyes and I can tell they story
Not sayin that all men fall in category
Lookin for a friend or wife for nate creep if he's horny
If he's sincere, got G, or pick up that corny
Tryin to say that he adore me, he don't even know me
That type of weak game leave a nigga, poor broke & lonely
Willin to go and stick anything that em stick 'em
'cause thru all that bullshit, he's for anotha victim

Chorus 2X: Jeru The

Brrr, stick 'em, hahaha 'em

Brrr, brrr, 'em, hahaha, stick 'em
Brrr, stick 'em, stick 'em

{Miz
example, it was like Monday the 10th
Late afternoon, on my king and it was time well spent

In any event, this niggas me, it's evident
Try hard to cement, to his twisted compliments
He seem hell bent for my time, a percent
to come to sit at my table, if I was the age of contended

And no why he would put thru such torment
And despite the corny line, you could see the
he would go, said he'd pay my rent, dress me and give me dough
Follow by cants and comments bout my bodies
I said "I don't drink moet, loot to get bent

Or use to pay rent, I'm independent"
His that "You heaven sent
But I met a chick that ain't have a price yet"
I "Well, I must be a different type of female

While bitches waitin to exhale, I schemes to black male
Talkin bout, you wash your car, who you knew and wealth"
A new expirement, this niggas playin himself
just his arogance, not to exclude his rude attitude
How he pursued, references to seein me nude
The move, this jiggy nigga really thinks he's smooth

Like he got somethin to prove, and I got nothin to
I know his style, never ran into a femme

Like you hearin right now, thru ya ear canal
I smile politely, so as not to blow my
on conversation, knowin that I'm on some other shit
Should have stopped he had the chance to quit
about his income, and how bout he wanna get some
Next time we meet, he'll be the next victim

Chorus

{Miz
Like my girl Nina, body and she was cute
But she'd only fuck with niggas if they had mad

Plenty ice, nice ride, but always have to drive
Trying to compesate the shit, as a youth she was deprived
She survived, to end up to being 85
Talkin bout I that nigga, keep it real baby...