Luyện nghe bài hát Keisha [Explicit]

I cannot it
I believe it
Real life
I
I believe it
Eyes

She from Jamaica, Queens, only came to to shop
Her just got a divorce and her father a cop
I learned this about 10 minutes in the
I'm thinking I even know you, why that information?
My head was racin', I'm pacin' and forth
Asked her for her number, her name Keisha, to meet ya
She she never fucked with nobody from Harlem
I've got homies south side, I figured I would call them
I found exact locations and where she up
Her new boyfriend got some coke, then he blew up
She used to play with cards and line niggas at night clubs
a couple niggas but left 'em cause she ain't like love
I was down in Flight Club, text me like "What you doing?"
"I scuffed up my retro's, I'm bout to cop new ones"
She she at the Mandarin Oriental in Columbus circle
She got some sour but she wanted
I her later we can link up
I called my Conner bring an eighth to her
He plotting on her
Funny lil' nigga, but fuck it, that's how we
If it ain't than all the homies can play
Back to Keisha, she black but had them Spanish
Five seven, most niggas would plan to keep her
I got that drop from my that knew her, he went to school with her
Said he used to be with her, but he ain't fuck her though
callin' me, I forgot to text him the address
I'm going through some other shit, honestly got me mad
If Con' delivered that, we to meet
I a club tonight, told Keisha if she up I hit her when it's over
Now it's rosé, henny, rosé,
all over me, I ain't throwing a penny
Got a text from Keisha, "I'm in 17C
I know your your homies now but later come and see me"
I'm out, sky dweller, the light hittin' it right
I'm hearing niggas talking like, "That's East, that nigga nice"
Wayno told me 30 minutes, flat line, backwoods I pack
Unless I want 'em harsher, please no one bother
I called my and told him take me to midtown
Had to stop for cause raw ain't the way I get down
He dropped me off, I told him "Park it and leave yet
Let me see what this bitch about, something I gotta out"
I'm in the 'tele, I hit the blunted
Stumbling, hennessey and rosé in my stomach
we fuckin' and then order some room service
I knocked twice, she the door but so nervous
Maybe I was buggin, I was drunk, she was though
up out of everything, R. Kelly on the radio
Slim waist, Hershey chocolate skin, ass heavy
On everything, I fucked this bitch delirious, Eddie know
Henny taking over, we out, at least I did
15,000 in my balmain's, I'm
I put my rollie in the dresser with four chains
My id and my cards, iPhone 6 to make calls
Condom box of 3-pack, I used two of
Brand new sneakers, the club just ruined 'em
Something me wake up, I checked the bed
Nothin' but pillows and cover, I had to my head
I checked me jeans, dollar gone, that's 15k
All my and my rollie missing
I put my on, looking for my phone, that shit was gone too
I'm ready to kill Keisha, what the fuck I'm do?
I told myself I drinking, why the fuck I get bent?
And how the I get robbed?
I ran out, my sleep I woke him up like "You ain't see that bitch
Brown skin, thick, probably moving on schemin' shit?"
He telling me he was sleeping, waiting on my phone call
I cannot believe this shit, wait until I see this bitch
This for every nigga that be slippin' he think he rich
Keisha you a sneaky bitch, called I'ma need the grip

I cannot believe bitch robbed me
I believe it
I believe it
I cannot believe this robbed me
If I catch her I ain't tryna hear I'm
I believe this bitch robbed me
I believe it
I believe it
I cannot this bitch robbed me
If I catch her I ain't tryna I'm sorry
I cannot believe this robbed me
I cannot it
I cannot it