Luyện nghe bài hát Aunt Dot

My Aunt Dot left a glock and blood on my sheets
me clean the shit up, then she hit the streets
Even though I'm her niece, she me a piece
caliber, nickel-plated with the silencer

What? She don't know I my guns pretty?
Like my boy Castor Troy with the
I heard a at the door
To my surprise I saw these two familiar

Who are you? Whattup? I'm Shanice, don't me?
She called me by my name, Kimberly
Who you? My mom sent me, her name is Dottie
She packed a note in my along with a shottie

Hmmph, she was and mad fly
She had the Prada knapsack with the hat to
Bavari hiking boots with the bubble goose
And I could see she was admiring my Minski
Then she handed me the note, here, read

I just stared her up and
'Cause I believe it, then I opened it
It said, "Bitches is out to get you
Your so-called friends, put a in your Benz"

"I'm on a mission now to do some harm to your
They where you live, so evacuate the crib
And oh, the little girl, that's your Shanice
Since I can't be her, I need you to babysit her"

"Besides, she up to you, you're her idol
And tomorrow is her first recital
And she would be more happy if you could take her
Peace, my on the back of the paper, hit me later"

Damn, went wrong?
Can't we all just get along and make hit
Bitches all up in my ass a thong
If this was a show, hoes would get 'Gonged'

'Cause if it's on, then it's on, it on
What the fuck you waitin' C'mon, let's get it on
What? What's takin' you so long? I got for the future
To back your head like Medusa

Girls be actin' stink, mad
Y'all bitches bleed like me, on the
Can't stand the pain pop a 'Humphrey'
I it hurts, I'm killin' y'all

be actin' stink, mad funny
Y'all bleed like me, on the monthly
Can't stand the then pop a 'Humphrey'
I know it hurts, I'm killin'

Uh, we in the Range in fucked up weather
It's snowin' and I'm tryin' to put the shit together
How Laverne, she wanted to be like me
And dress like me and like me

And Nicole, it's she lived in my house
me for money, day in, day out
And last but not least the grimiest one
She planned it all, to find out her name is Keisha

Shanice, I'm takin' you to my house in L. Conn.
I go with you, uhh, be quiet and we'll get along fine
C'mon please, I wanna be like you
600 Mercedes and in my doll babies

Crazy in my barrettes and
H-class inside my Baby G Shock
Fuck Barney and Lamb chops, I don't love them
But goes when it comes to bankrolls

Diamonds on my toes,
Versace hottie in designer
Scoop Nique and Jus, then take 'em to Toys 'R 'Us
Make 'em spend, they cheese then 'em out and take the bus

I'm the S the H the A the N the I the C the E
But all my friends me Miss Little Queen Bee
What, what? I like the green, what I mean?
Ever The Professional? Well, I can clean

You know what? I like you, little big
Rule number one, no
Anyway, what you know that?
You too for that, when I was your age

I got hung for that
I picked up the phone to call my Aunt Dot
So she fill me in a little more about the plot
Nine, one, seven, eight, five, eight, two, one, two, two

"Hello?" Yo, the deal?
Why these buggin' out
I mean, what's all about?
"See it's sorta like Tonya Harding did to Nancy

They want you to win no more
Soul Train, they don't want you to no more
And I guess that's why, they ain't your friends no
The other day, when I was comin' out the grocery

I saw the bitch Nicole in of the salon next door"
For real? "Yup, I choked the bitch out
At least one to the heart, up her hands and feet
Through her in my

I dumped her on a dead-end street
The other two? Yeah, they still
But don't you a finger, I'ma get 'em
So just pray I home

And when we hang up, get rid of phone"
Whoo, when Aunt Dot comes, oh,
like five Bloody Mary's, one after another
Hmmph, she have you stressed, no white, no sex

And when she get vexed, you guess happens next
'Cause them two girls, that's still on the menu
Is the why the story is to be continued

Girls be actin' stink, mad
Y'all bitches bleed me, on the monthly
stand the pain then pop a 'Humphrey'
I know it hurts, I'm y'all

Girls be stink, mad funny
bitches bleed like me, on the monthly
Can't stand the then pop a 'Humphrey'
I know it hurts, I'm y'all