Luyện nghe bài hát Domestic Violence

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

I can't tell but I need to know 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 went from the ghetto
To executive streets beeps, two-way pagers, Palm 7's, M-11's
Illegal weapons, mesmerized by the game
Smith & Wesson's, never went back for

Not on yo' dick dick but on yo' tongue
overprotective
E'ry chance you get, you bruh

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

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

I can't tell but I need to 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 on my mind, so baby talk to me

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

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

L U V, luv, backwards spells evil
Connivin', triflin' ass
Uhh, soda
Wife beater tank top, restrainin'

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

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

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

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

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

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

I can't tell but I need to know how you feel
I can't it inside I've got my pride so tell me what's the deal
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