Luyện nghe bài hát Anotha Victim

f/ Miz

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

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

Chorus 2X: The Damaja

Brrr, stick 'em, hahaha 'em

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

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

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

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

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

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

Like he got to prove, and I got nothin to lose
I know his style, ran into a femme fatale

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

Chorus

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

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