Luyện nghe bài hát Aunt Dot

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

What? She know I like my guns pretty?
my boy Castor Troy with the twin-glizzies
I heard a knock at the
To my surprise I saw two familiar eyes

Who are you? Whattup? I'm Shanice, remember me?
She called me by my government name,
Who you? My mom sent me, her name is Dottie
She packed a note in my knapsack along with a

Hmmph, she was and mad fly
She had the knapsack with the hat to match
Bavari hiking with the mink bubble goose
And I see she was admiring my Minski suit
she handed me the note, here, read this

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

"I'm on a now to do some harm to your friends
know where you live, so evacuate the crib
And oh, the girl, that's your cousin Shanice
Since I be with her, I need you to babysit her"

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

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

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

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

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

Uh, we in the Range in this up weather
It's snowin' and I'm tryin' to put the whole shit
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 but not least the grimiest one Tayesha
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
please, I wanna be just like you
600 Mercedes and 380's in my doll

Crazy baguettes in my and
rocks inside my Baby G Shock
Fuck Barney and Lamb chops, I don't love them
But anything goes when it comes to

on my toes, X-and-O's
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 call me Miss Little Queen Bee
What, what? I the green, know what I mean?
Ever The Professional? Well, I can clean

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

I woulda got hung for
I picked up the phone to call my Aunt Dot
So she could fill me in a little more 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 what Tonya 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 your friends no more
The other day, I was comin' out the grocery store

I saw the bitch Nicole in front of the next door"
For "Yup, then I choked the bitch out
At least one to the heart, up her hands and feet
her in my backseat

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

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

And when she get vexed, you what 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 like me, on the monthly
Can't stand the pain pop a 'Humphrey'
I know it hurts, I'm 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'