Luyện nghe bài hát Secrets

(How much longer will we from hunger?)
(How much longer we suffer?)
- DJ On Point - talking] (*echo*)
Make you pay close attention on this joint
We call this one
Another produced by the Klasix ...
My nigga G, downtown
Can't forget mixtapemurder.com, my A.G., what up?
(How much will we suffer from hunger?)
(How much will we suffer from hunger?)
[Joe Budden - behind the Intro] (*Emanny harmonizing*)
Y'all in mood yet?
1 - Joe Budden] (*Emanny harmonizes throughout*)
Her name was Doll, real name Sasha
Stripped out in
, a regular show (uh)
Club hopper, couldn't tell her
Can't even talk to her, if it ain't a dollar (can't even talk to her, if it ain't about a dollar)
in the latest, Esay, Gucci, Prada
Two kids, no communication the father
(no with the father, OH!)
She nineteen, lookin like the truth is (WHAT?)
But boo was trickin, to pay school (school tuition)
A hourglass with the best complexion (with the best complexion)
With no ratchet on her, sex as a weapon
(usin sex as a weapon)
Her man's named (her man's named Jerome)
sweetheart, but just came home for some charges unknown (for some charges unknown)
It's probably (probably domestic), he be beatin her ass
Chyna still go to work like she be the cash
Got his on her ankle
Real impolite, I made it rain on her once and bitch (BITCH!) couldn't say 'thank (OH!)
Call me loose, but you'd fuck too
I'm 36, 24, 42
She be at The Tea Cup
(be at The Tea Cup)
of Chardonnay and E'd up
A +Black Girl Lost+, she Jesus (she need Jesus)
Bisexual, live her on the brink
Newark niggas to come through spikin her drink
Puttin in her liquor (in her liquor)
throwin dubs they tip her
She high, makin it clap, screamin 'fuck them niggas!' (fuck them other niggas!)
type jealous, used to come through clappin at niggas
That put hands on her (used to come through clappin at niggas that put they hands on her)
Cause of the insanity, fired her from Fantasies (cause of the insanity, fired her Fantasies)
Every man's fantasy, sufferin from vanity (every man's fantasy, from vanity, OH!)
I 'member she went for a short stint
So she started fuckin niggas just to pay her (so she started fuckin niggas just to pay her rent)
fuckin anybody that would get her bent (anybody that would get her bent)
Frequentin hotels and cars with dark tints (frequentin and cars with dark tints)
But she never home, in the fulfillin her greed
It's a disease, grandmother takin of her seeds
Now she be with (she be with), keep gettin her weeded (keep gettin her weeded)
She dropped out of school, it was no longer needed
Low self-esteem, a home and shattered dreams
Got comin out of her jeans
Get money by any means, anything that's skin tight
Pretties up the outside, to cover up inside
That one time bad bitch (dog), don't even average
Borrows her friend's clothes, no more for
Saks Fifth (for Fifth)
proposed, now they awaitin marriage (awaitin marriage)
Little did he know how many niggas had it (whoa, whoa, oh, HO!)
Dre used to pipe her, them two was
It was than just beatin, I'm guessin he really liked her (guessin he really liked her)
Dre got a girl, maybe not the label
See her name is Faith, but he never been faithful (never been faithful)
She used to get raiseful, yellin out 'I you!' (I hate you!)
Been with him he was broke and he ain't grateful (he ain't grateful)
Now the nigga's able, stable (financially stable)
But she turned the tables, went and got some other too (went and got some other mates too)
never stopped her from rummagin through his shit
Dre neglectin home, fuckin around with bitch
Takin her on vacas, pick her up for late
Spent his whole on her damn near every pay day
Already 'rome when he caught Dre at the strip club
Chyna him a lap dance, gettin her tits rubbed
Zipper down like he just gettin his dick sucked
'Rome his fists up, but Dre couldn't give a fuck (OH!)
Security 'em out, speakers blastin DJ Unk
I saw Jerome runnin over towards his
But Chyna came and stopped it, before Jerome it
Dre learn nothin, kept creepin, he ain't stop shit (he ain't stop shit)
I tried to talk to him, he heed the message
She lookin sickly skinny, exceedin
Coughin every minute (OH!), which to me of hinted (OH!)
If you gon' have ya cape on, nigga her to the clinic (nigga take her to the clinic)
But he don't want to listen and no he never me
He bring that bitch everywhere, treat her like a
I know dude, I already know when he go fuck her
He wide open, he in, no rubber (no rubber)
I seen this shit comin, call me a (call me a psychic)
He tryin tabs on her, bought her a Sidekick (bought her a Sidekick, OH!)
See every night, pick her up in that Hybrid (pick her up in that Hybrid)
You got a nigga, at least do it in private (at least do it in private)
I mean he really treatin Chyna like a fly (like a fly chick)
Talkin dirty to her like 'Damn, love how you ride dick' (damn, love how you dick, OH!)
She be on top screamin, 'Daddy, how you it?' (OH!)
But not long after found out he had the (OH!)
Now heated, anger's deep seeded (anger's deep seeded)
He thinks she runnin 'round, fuckin with this deep secret (fuckin with this secret)
Not even about her man or her kids
Dre turned around and took her life for his
And I ain't mad at you for a few chips
I thought you knew better than wifin that bitch
You never heard 'don't lay your head, where you
You got your shovel out, dug a huge ditch
Dumb motherfucker, now you two bids
And can't even run from the law, you too (and can't even run from the law, you too sick)
Jerome wasted no time findin where live
He came in that fifth in dude's ribs
That's two gone for God's sake
Jerome went to jail three after her wake
girl at home, in shock, she can't believe it
Wishin she would've him about her big, big secret
[Outro - Joe - talking] (*Emanny harmonizing*)
in that mood yet?
Maybe ain't hear me
Y'all in mood yet?
I don't think they understand me (I don't think understand me)
Let the guitars rock out (let the guitars out)
If I to fast, maybe you listenin to slow
Ya (ya heard?)
[DJ On Point - behind Outro] (*echo*)
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