Luyện nghe bài hát Domestic Violence

It be her nigga that's who
It be your bitch nigga they be
Nigga be all up in your 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 me what's the deal
(What's the deal?)
Is it love, or just it be, that you're used to me?
(She to you nigga!)
It's some time but you're still on my mind, so baby talk 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 for seconds

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

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

Now you her lil' funky 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 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 baby to me

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

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

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

All up in her
But have you noticed how she fuck
It the crevice that you wanna shank
It's me, fat take little bank, beoitch

I tell but I need to know just 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 some time but you're still on my mind, so baby to me

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

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

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

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

I can't but I need to know just how you feel
I can't hold it 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