Domestic Violence (feat. E-40)

It be her friends, nigga, that's who
 It be your bitch friends, nigga, they be
 Nigga, they be all up in your mix, nigga
 I don't even, ay nigga, she don't love you, nigga
 She just used to you, nigga, oh boy!
 I can't tell, but I need to know just how you feel
 I can't hold it inside I've got my pride so tell me what's the deal
 (What's the deal?)
 Is it love, or just could it be that you're used to me?
 (She used to you, nigga!)
 It's been some time, but you're still on my mind, so baby talk to me
 You took her, she went from the
 Ghetto streets to executive streets electronic beeps
 Two-way pagers, palm seven's, M-11's
 Illegal weapons, mesmerized by the dope game
 Smith & Wesson's, never went back for seconds
 Sprung, sprung?
 Not on yo' dick dick (but what) but on yo' tongue tongue
 Jealous (jealous) overprotective (protective)
 Every chance you get, you slack bruh
 Domestic violence, she got you whyling
 Do yo' thing, I don't understand how you get mad
 'Cause you fuck around to beat her ass
 And she don't wanna be around you
 Now you miss her lil' funky ass breath in the mornin'
 Call her up, tell her how you want it
 To be in love, you gotta pay yo' dues
 The bitch got you singin' the blues, nigga
 I can't tell, but I need to know just how you feel
 I can't hold it inside I've got my pride so tell me what's the deal
 Is it love, or just could it be that you're used to me?
 It's been some time, but you're still on my mind, so baby talk to me
 Domestic violence, that's what they call it
 You don't smoke weed, and you ain't a alcoholic
 Ain't nothin' wrong with bein' in love
 But you act like a fool when you see her in the club
 It's like me and my money can't stay away
 Together, 24 hours a day
 Real love, but can you tell if it's real?
 Bitch, you better tell me how you feel!
 L-U-V, luv (luv!) Backwards that spells evil (evil)
 Connivin', triflin' ass people (people)
 Uhh, kind of soda (soda)
 Wife beater (beater), tank top, restrainin' order
 All up in her kitchen (in her kitchen)
 But have you noticed how she fuck different (different)
 It ain't the crevice that you wanna shank
 It's me, fat bank take little bank, bitch! Shit!
 I can't tell, but I need to know just how you feel
 I can't hold it inside I've got my pride so tell me what's the deal
 Is it love, or just could it be that you're used to me?
 It's been some time, but you're still on my mind, so baby talk to me
 I was in the jungle, Marin City
 Get some butt, she set me up and never let me fuck!
 It's about approximately 20 minutes past the hour
 I'm in the Eddie Bauer
 It's so comfortable, we can't fuck around no mo'
 You makin' deals, you need to clown that ho
 But you forgive her, can't live with her
 Can't live without her, but you doubt her
 Love (love), sometimes spells catastrophe
 Elizabeth, Marcia, Daphne
 He wanted mo' sex (mo' sex!)
 The bitch stole his Rolex (Rolex)
 You know why? The bitch shouldn't have been trusted
 Do you wanna love her, do you wanna fuck the bitch
 Makes no difference, handle your business
 If it ain't love, then what the fuck is this?
 I can't tell, but I need to know just how you feel
 I can't hold it inside I've got my pride so tell me what's the deal
 Is it love, or just could it be that you're used to me?
 It's been some time, but you're still on my mind, so baby talk to me