Luyện nghe bài hát Domestic Violence

It be her friends 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 love you
She used 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 pride so tell me what's the
(What's the deal?)
Is it love, or could it be, that you're 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 streets beeps, two-way pagers, Palm 7's, M-11's
Illegal weapons, mesmerized by the dope
Smith & Wesson's, went back for seconds

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
you fuck around to beat her ass
And she don't be around you

Now you miss her lil' ass breath in the mornin'
Call her up, her how you want it
To be in love you pay yo' dues
The got you singin' 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 so tell me what's the deal
Is it love, or just could it be, that you're to me?
It's been some time but you're still on my mind, so talk to me

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

It's me and my money, can't stay away
Together, twenty-fo' a day
Real but can you tell if it's real?
Bitch you tell me how you feel

L U V, luv, backwards that evil
Connivin', triflin' ass
Uhh, kinda
beater tank top, restrainin' order

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

I can't tell but I need to just how you feel
I hold it inside I've got my pride so tell me what's the deal
Is it love, or just 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 butt she set me up and never let me fuck
It's about 20 minutes past the hour
I'm in the Bauer

It's so comfortable, we can't fuck no mo'
You deals, you need to clown that ho
But you her, can't live with her
Can't live her but you doubt her

Love, spells catastrophe
Elizabeth, Marcia,
He mo' sex
The bitch stole his

You why? The bitch shouldn'ta been trusted
Do you wanna love her? Do you wanna the bitch?
Makes no difference, yo' business
If it love, then what the fuck is this?

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