Luyện nghe bài hát Keisha [Explicit]

I believe it
I believe it
life though
I
I believe it
Eyes

She from Jamaica, Queens, only to Harlem to shop
Her mother just got a divorce and her 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, nice to ya
She said she never fucked with from Harlem
I've got homies from south side, I I would call them
I found exact locations and she grew up
Her moms new boyfriend got coke, then he blew up
She used to play with credit cards and niggas at night clubs
a couple niggas but left 'em cause she ain't like love
I was down in Club, Keisha text me like "What you doing?"
"I up my retro's, I'm bout to cop some new ones"
She said she at the Mandarin Oriental in Columbus
She got some sour but she wanted
I told her we can link up
I called my youngin Conner bring an to her
He plotting on her
lil' nigga, but fuck it, that's how we raised
If it ain't wifey than all the can play
to Keisha, she black but had them Spanish features
Five seven, most these niggas would to keep her
I got that drop from my that knew her, he went to school with her
he used to be cool with her, but he ain't fuck her though
Con' callin' me, I forgot to him the address
I'm going through other shit, honestly got me mad stressed
If Con' delivered that, we to meet
I a club tonight, told Keisha if she up I hit her when it's over
Now rosé, henny, rosé, henny
all over me, I ain't throwing a penny
Got a text Keisha, "I'm in room 17C
I know your with your homies now but come and see me"
I'm rollied out, sky dweller, the light it right
I'm hearing niggas talking like, "That's Dave East, that nice"
Wayno told me 30 minutes, flat line, I pack mine
Unless I want 'em harsher, please don't no one
I called my and told him take me to midtown
Had to stop for condoms cause raw ain't the way I get
He dropped me off, I told him "Park it and leave yet
Let me see what this bitch about, I gotta figure out"
I'm in the 'tele, I hit the blunted
Stumbling, just hennessey and in my stomach
Figure we fuckin' and then some room service
I twice, she opened the door but so nervous
Maybe I was buggin, I was drunk, she was ready
Came up out of everything, R. Kelly on the
Slim waist, chocolate skin, ass heavy though
On everything, I fucked this bitch delirious, Eddie know
Henny over, we passed out, at least I did
15,000 in my balmain's, I'm
I put my rollie in the with like four chains
My id and my cards, iPhone 6 to make calls
Condom box of 3-pack, I two of them
Brand new Fendi sneakers, the club ruined 'em
Something told me wake up, I the bed
Nothin' but pillows and cover, I had to my head
I checked me jeans, every gone, that's 15k
All my chains and my missing
I put my shit on, 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 driver sleep I woke him up like "You see that bitch
Brown skin, thick, probably moving on some shit?"
He me that 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 shooter I'ma the grip

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