Luyện nghe bài hát Secrets

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