Luyện nghe bài hát Domestic Violence

It be her nigga that's who
It be your bitch friends they be
Nigga they be all up in mix nigga
I don't even, ay nigga she don't you nigga
She just to you nigga, oh boy

I can't tell but I need to just how you feel
I can't hold it inside I've got my so tell me what's the deal
(What's the deal?)
Is it love, or just could it be, that used to me?
(She to you nigga!)
It's been some time but you're still on my mind, so baby to me

You took her she from the ghetto streets
To executive electronic beeps, two-way pagers, Palm 7's, M-11's
Illegal weapons, by the dope game
Smith & Wesson's, never went back for

Not on yo' dick but on yo' tongue tongue
Jealous
E'ry you get, you slack bruh

violence, she got you whylin'
Do yo' thang, I understand how you get mad
'Cause you fuck around to her ass
And she don't wanna be you

Now you miss her lil' funky ass breath in the
Call her up, tell her how you it
To be in you gotta pay yo' dues
The bitch got you the blues, nigga

I can't but I need to know just how you feel
I can't hold it inside I've got my pride so tell me what's the
Is it love, or just could it be, that used to me?
It's been time but you're still on my mind, so baby talk to me

Domestic violence, that's they call it
You don't smoke and you ain't a alcoholic
Ain't nothin' wrong, bein' in love
But you act like a fool when you see her in the

It's like me and my money, can't stay
Together, hours a day
love but can you tell if it's real?
Bitch you better me how you feel

L U V, luv, that spells evil
Connivin', ass people
Uhh, soda
beater tank top, restrainin' order

All up in her
But you noticed how she fuck different
It ain't the that you wanna shank
me, fat bank take little bank, beoitch

I can't tell but I to know just how you feel
I can't hold it inside I've got my pride so me what's the deal
Is it love, or could it be, that you're used to me?
It's been some time but you're still on my mind, so talk to me

I was in the jungle, Marin
Get some she set me up and never let me fuck
about approximately 20 minutes past the hour
I'm in the Eddie

so comfortable, we can't fuck around no mo'
You makin' deals, you to clown that ho
But you forgive her, live with her
Can't without her but you doubt her

Love, sometimes spells
Elizabeth, Marcia,
He mo' sex
The stole his Rolex

You know why? The shouldn'ta been trusted
Do you wanna love her? Do you fuck the bitch?
Makes no difference, handle yo'
If it ain't love, then what the fuck is

I can't but I need to know just how you feel
I can't hold it inside I've got my pride so tell me what's the
Is it love, or just could it be, that used to me?
It's been some time but you're still on my mind, so talk to me