Luyện nghe bài hát Aunt Dot

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

What? She don't know I like my pretty?
Like my boy Castor with the twin-glizzies
I a knock at the door
To my surprise I saw these two eyes

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

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

I stared her up and down
'Cause I couldn't it, then I opened it
It said, "Bitches is out to get you
so-called friends, put a bomb in your Benz"

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

"Besides, she looks up to you, you're her
And tomorrow is her first violin
And she would be more than happy if you could her
Peace, my number's on the of the paper, hit me later"

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

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

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

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

Uh, we in the Range in this fucked up
snowin' and I'm tryin' to put the whole shit together
How Laverne, she wanted to be like me
And like me and look like me

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

Shanice, I'm takin' you to my house in L. Conn.
I wanna go with you, uhh, be quiet and we'll get along
C'mon please, I wanna be like you
600 Mercedes and 380's in my babies

Crazy in my barrettes and
rocks inside my Baby G Shock
Fuck Barney and Lamb chops, I love them hoes
But anything goes it comes to bankrolls

on my toes, X-and-O's
Versace hottie in designer
Scoop Lil' Nique and Jus, then '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 call me Miss Little Bee
What, what? I like the green, know I mean?
Ever seen The Professional? Well, I can

You know what? I like you, little big
number one, no cursin'
Anyway, you know about that?
You too young for that, when I was age

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

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

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

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, tied up her hands and
her in my backseat

Then I dumped her on a street
The two? Yeah, they still linger
But don't you a finger, I'ma get 'em
So pray I come home

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

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

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

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