Trials of love

Trials of love Lyrics

[Prodigy]
Yo..
Come here darlin, have a seat, we need to speak
Look straight in my eyes, tell me what you see?
Is it that same nigga that you fell for from the door
Ain't I that same nigga we was both on the train goin hard
And then your sh*t surfaced
Takin the phone in the bathroom, whisperin wit your girlfriends
Try to play me on some jerk sh*t
Numbers underneath the sole of your lady Timb's
... oohh sh*t!!

[B.K.]
Kid, I kept it tight for you
Turned nigga's down, didn't go out all them nights for you
And I ain't even that type'a b**ch
I heard about Jones Beach and Luke's Freak Fest
Nevertheless I still put my faith in you
You was my dog, so I stayed faithful
But I'll be god damned if I be some nigga dumb b**ch
It's f**ked up it gotta go down like this...

(Chorus:)
[P] Yo, have you ever had a b**ch that'll pop guns for you?
[B] Type of nigga you'll do anything he ask to?
[P] Snake b**ch turn around and backstab you?
[B] Crab nigga found out he f**ked around too?
[P] Threw her cash, threw in the smash, that's boo
[P] Rockin your 4 wheel drive and tattoo
[B] Talk sweet thinkin that he rockin you to sleep?
[B] Who me? Fall for that bullsh*t, you got it twist

[Prodigy]
You was once my bunny, now you want to act funny
I'm that same nigga from the first day who dress bummy
Same grimy style nigga, I'm still hungry
I never lost my thirst for takin that money
I never lost my lust for chicks lovely
You met me on those terms, so that's how I'm runnin
I still walk up in the crib 5 in the mornin
... and still count my cash before I crash
What you thought, you had a dunny? I ain't the one honey
You skim 20's out of my stacks of Benny's
You done found yourself a street life love, to death do us
Remember that sh*t, now everything's ass-backwards
We was more like Mickie and Mallory
You fouled out on me; found another man math in your belly bag, damn!
I wish you luck though, you sneaky bum hoe
Catch you on the corner while I pass in my truck though

[B.K.]
Yeah aight
First of all f**k You, and everything you own nigga
You got a lotta nerve, nigga
I should throw a brick thrrough your sh*t, f**k your whips
It ain't about that, it's about you givin out my dick
Or so it seems, I can only call it how I see it
Got hoes callin the crib, hangin up not speakin
Come on, what type of sh*t is that?
What, I'm sposed to sit back, stay up all night for you to get back?
Like the world revolves around P
So while you strolled in at 5 I was comin in at 3 3:30
Niggas wanna play dirty
f**k it, that's how you wanna rock let's get dirty
Yeah, condom wrappers in the back of the Azure
Talkin bout you let your mans get off, your G ain't strong
I'm gone, you ain't worth the tears
You lost the best thing you ever had in your life, a waste of my years

(Chorus)

[BREAKDOWN]
I might give out, but I'll neeeeeeeeever give iiinn..
We might as well, be friends, yes we have...