Luyện nghe bài hát Trials of Love

Yo, here darlin', have a seat, we need to speak
straight in my eyes, tell me what you see?
Is it that same nigga that you for from the door
I that same nigga

We was both on the train hard and then your shit surfaced
Takin' the phone in the bathroom, whisperin' your girlfriends
Try to play me on some jerk
Numbers underneath the of your lady Timb's
Oh

Kid, I it tight for you
Turned down, didn't go out all them nights for you
And I ain't that type'a bitch
I heard about Jones Beach and Luke's Freak

Nevertheless I still put my in you
You was my dog, so I faithful
But I'll be god damned if I be some dumb bitch
It's up it gotta go down like this

Yo, have you ever had a bitch that'll pop for you?
Type of nigga do anything he ask to?
Snake turn around and backstab you?
nigga found out he fucked around too?

Threw her cash, in the smash, that's boo
Rockin' 4 wheel drive and tattoo
Talk thinkin' that he rockin' you to sleep?
Who me? Fall for that bullshit, you got it

You was once my bunny, now you want to act
I'm that same nigga the first day who dress bummy
Same grimy style nigga, I'm hungry
I never lost my for takin' that money

I never lost my for chicks lovely
You met me on those terms, so how I'm runnin'
I still walk up in the 5 in the mornin'
And still count my cash before I

What you thought, you had a I ain't the one honey
You 20's out of my stacks of Benny's
You found yourself a street life love, to death do us
Remember shit, now everything's ass-backwards

We was like Mickie and Mallory
You fouled out on me, found another man math in belly bag, damn
I wish you though, you sneaky bum hoe
Catch you on the while I pass in my truck though

aight
First of all fuck you, and everything you own
You got a lotta nerve,
I should a brick through your shit, fuck your whips
It ain't that, it's about you givin' out my dick

Or so it seems, I can call it how I see it
Got hoes the crib, hangin' up not speakin'
Come on, what type of is that?
What, I'm supposed to sit back, stay up all for you to get back?

Like the world around P
So you strolled in at 5, I was comin' in at 3 3:30
Niggas play dirty
Fuck it, how you wanna rock let's get dirty

Yeah, wrappers in the back of the Azure
'bout you let your mans get off, your G ain't strong
I'm gone, you ain't the tears
You lost the best you ever had in your life, a waste of my years

Yo, have you had a bitch that'll pop guns for you?
Type of you'll do anything he ask to?
Snake bitch turn around and you?
Crab nigga out he fucked around too?

Threw her cash, threw in the smash, boo
Rockin' 4 wheel drive and tattoo
Talk sweet that he rockin' you to sleep?
Who me? Fall for that bullshit, you got it

I might give out, but I'll give in
We as well, be friends, yes we have