Luyện nghe bài hát Keisha [Explicit]

I cannot it
I cannot it
life though
I
I believe it
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She from Jamaica, Queens, came to Harlem to shop
Her mother just got a and her father a cop
I learned this about 10 minutes in the
I'm thinking I don't even you, why that information?
My was racin', I'm pacin' back and forth
Asked her for her number, her Keisha, nice to meet ya
She said she never with nobody from Harlem
I've got homies from side, I figured I would call them
I found locations and where she grew up
Her new boyfriend got some coke, then he blew up
She used to with credit cards and line 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 scuffed up my retro's, I'm bout to cop new ones"
She said she at the Mandarin in Columbus circle
She got some sour but she purple
I told her later we can 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 wifey than all the can play
Back to Keisha, she black but had Spanish features
Five seven, most these niggas plan to keep her
I got that drop my homie that knew her, he went to school with her
Said he used to be cool with her, but he ain't her though
Con' callin' me, I to text him the address
I'm through some other shit, honestly got me mad stressed
If delivered that, we 'bout to meet
I gotta a 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 from 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 hittin' it right
I'm hearing niggas talking like, "That's Dave East, nigga nice"
told me 30 minutes, flat line, backwoods I pack mine
Unless I want 'em harsher, don't no one bother
I called my driver and told him take me to
Had to for condoms cause raw ain't the way I get down
He dropped me off, I him "Park it and don't leave yet
Let me see what this bitch about, something I figure out"
I'm in the 'tele, I hit the blunted
Stumbling, just hennessey and in my stomach
Figure we and then order some room service
I knocked twice, she opened the door but so
Maybe I was buggin, I was drunk, she was ready
up out of everything, R. Kelly on the radio
Slim waist, Hershey chocolate skin, ass heavy
On everything, I fucked this delirious, shit 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 like four chains
My id and my bank cards, 6 to make calls
box of 3-pack, I used two of them
Brand new Fendi sneakers, the club just 'em
Something me wake up, I checked the bed
Nothin' but pillows and cover, I had to shake my
I checked me jeans, every dollar gone, 15k
All my chains and my missing
I put my shit on, looking for my phone, that was gone too
I'm ready to kill Keisha, the fuck I'm gon' do?
I told I wasn't drinking, why the fuck I get bent?
And how the I get robbed?
I ran out, my driver I woke him up like "You ain't see that bitch
Brown skin, thick, moving on some schemin' shit?"
He telling me that he was sleeping, waiting on my call
I cannot believe this shit, can't wait I see this bitch
for every nigga that be slippin' cause he think he rich
Keisha you a sneaky bitch, called shooter I'ma the grip

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