Luyện nghe bài hát Anotha Victim

f/ Miz

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

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

Chorus 2X: Jeru The

Brrr, stick 'em, stick 'em

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

{Miz
Perfect example, it was like Monday the
Late afternoon, just on my king and it was 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 hundred
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
That he would go, said he'd pay my rent, dress me and me dough
Follow by cants and comments my bodies measurements
I said "I don't drink moet, take loot to get

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

While bitches waitin to exhale, I plot to black male
bout, you wash your car, who you knew and your wealth"
A new expirement, thinkin this niggas himself
With his arogance, not to exclude his rude attitude
How he pursued, relentless references to me nude
The wrong move, this jiggy nigga really thinks smooth

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

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

Chorus

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

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