Luyện nghe bài hát Domestic Violence

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

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
(What's the deal?)
Is it love, or just could it be, that used to me?
(She to you nigga!)
It's some time but you're still on my mind, so baby talk to me

You her she went from the ghetto streets
To streets electronic beeps, two-way pagers, Palm 7's, M-11's
Illegal weapons, mesmerized by the dope
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 around to beat her ass
And she wanna be around you

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

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 the deal
Is it love, or just could it be, that you're to me?
It's been some time but you're on my mind, so baby talk to me

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

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

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

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

I can't tell but I need to 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 you're to me?
been some time but you're still on my mind, so baby talk to me

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

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

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

You know why? The bitch shouldn'ta been
Do you wanna love her? Do you wanna fuck the
no difference, handle yo' business
If it ain't love, then the fuck 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 some time but still on my mind, so baby talk to me