Luyện nghe bài hát Secrets

(How longer will we suffer from hunger?)
(How much will we suffer?)
[Intro - DJ On Point - (*echo*)
Make sure you pay attention on this joint
We this one Secrets
Another joint produced by the ...
My nigga G, downtown
Can't forget mixtapemurder.com, my nigga A.G., up?
(How much will we suffer from hunger?)
(How much longer will we suffer hunger?)
Budden - talking behind the Intro] (*Emanny harmonizing*)
Y'all in mood yet?
[Verse 1 - Joe (*Emanny harmonizes throughout*)
Her name was Chyna Doll, real 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)
in the latest, Esay, Gucci, Prada
Two kids, no with 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 figure with the best complexion (with the best complexion)
With no on her, usin sex as a weapon
(usin sex as a weapon)
Her man's named (her man's named Jerome)
Highschool sweetheart, but came home for some charges unknown (for some charges unknown)
It's probably (probably domestic), he be beatin her ass
Chyna go to work like she be needin the cash
Got his on her ankle
Real impolite, I it rain on her once and bitch (BITCH!) couldn't say 'thank you' (OH!)
me loose, but you'd fuck shorty too
I'm 36, 24, 42
She be at The Tea Cup
(be at The Tea Cup)
Drunk of and E'd up
A +Black Girl Lost+, she Jesus (she need Jesus)
Bisexual, live her on the brink
Newark niggas used to come through spikin her
Puttin in her liquor (in her liquor)
throwin dubs they tip her
She high, makin it clap, 'fuck them other niggas!' (fuck them other niggas!)
Jerome jealous, used to come through clappin at niggas
That put they hands on her (used to come clappin at niggas that put they hands on her)
Cause of the insanity, fired her from (cause of the insanity, fired her from Fantasies)
Every fantasy, sufferin from vanity (every man's fantasy, sufferin from vanity, OH!)
I 'member she went broke for a stint
So she started fuckin niggas just to pay her rent (so she started fuckin just to pay her rent)
fuckin anybody that would 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 out of school, felt it was no longer needed
Low self-esteem, a broken home and shattered
Got comin out of her jeans
Get money by any means, wearin anything that's skin
Pretties up the outside, to cover up what's
That one time bad bitch (dog), don't look average
Borrows her friend's clothes, no more for
Saks (for Saks Fifth)
proposed, now they awaitin marriage (awaitin marriage)
Little did he know how niggas had smashed it (whoa, whoa, oh, HO!)
Dre used to her, them two was creepin
It was than just beatin, I'm guessin he really liked her (guessin he really liked her)
Dre got a girl, maybe not with the
See her is Faith, but he ain't never been faithful (never been faithful)
She used to get raiseful, yellin out 'I you!' (I hate you!)
Been with him since he was and he ain't grateful (he ain't grateful)
Now the nigga's able, stable (financially stable)
But she the tables, went and got some other mates too (went and got some other mates too)
That never stopped her 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 near pay day
Already fought when he caught Dre at the strip club
Chyna him a lap dance, gettin her tits rubbed
Zipper down like he 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 over towards his trunk
But came and stopped it, before Jerome popped it
Dre ain't learn nothin, creepin, he ain't stop shit (he ain't stop shit)
I to talk to him, he ain't heed the message
She lookin sickly skinny, anorexic
Coughin every minute (OH!), which to me of hinted (OH!)
If you gon' have ya cape on, take 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 that he go fuck her
He wide open, he divin in, no (no rubber)
I seen this shit comin, me a psychic (call me a psychic)
He tryin keep tabs on her, bought her a (bought her a Sidekick, OH!)
See every night, pick her up in that Hybrid (pick her up in that Hybrid)
You got a girl nigga, at least do it in (at least do it in private)
I mean he really treatin Chyna like a fly (like a fly chick)
Talkin dirty to her 'Damn, love how you ride dick' (damn, love how you ride dick, OH!)
She be on top screamin, 'Daddy, how you it?' (OH!)
But not long found out he had the virus (OH!)
Now he's heated, anger's seeded (anger's deep seeded)
He thinks she runnin 'round, fuckin with this deep secret (fuckin with this secret)
Not even thinkin about her man or her
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 loose bitch
You heard 'don't lay your head, where you shit?'
You got shovel out, dug yourself a huge ditch
Dumb motherfucker, now you facin two
And even run from the law, you too sick (and can't even run from the law, you too sick)
Jerome wasted no time where dude live
He came in blazin fifth in dude's ribs
That's two individuals for God's sake
went to jail three days after her wake
Dre's girl at home, in shock, she believe it
Wishin she would've told him her big, big secret
[Outro - Joe Budden - (*Emanny harmonizing*)
Y'all in mood yet?
y'all ain't hear me
Y'all in that yet?
I don't think they me (I don't think they understand me)
Let the rock out (let the guitars rock out)
If I went to fast, maybe you to slow
Ya (ya heard?)
[DJ On Point - talking behind (*echo*)
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