Luyện nghe bài hát Domestic Violence

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

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

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

Not on yo' dick but on yo' tongue tongue
Jealous
chance you get, you slack 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' ass breath in the mornin'
Call her up, her how you want it
To be in love you gotta pay yo'
The bitch got you the blues, nigga

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

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

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

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

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

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 it be, that you're used to me?
It's some 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 about 20 minutes past the hour
I'm in the Bauer

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

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

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

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 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