Luyện nghe bài hát Aunt Dot

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

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

Who are you? I'm Shanice, don't remember me?
She called me by my government name,
Who sent you? My mom sent me, her is Dottie
She packed a in my knapsack along 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 see she was admiring my Minski suit
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 bomb in Benz"

"I'm on a mission now to do harm to your friends
They know where you live, so the crib
And oh, the little girl, 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 violin recital
And she be more than happy if you could take her
Peace, my on the back of the paper, hit me later"

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

'Cause if it's on, then it's on, it on
What the fuck you waitin' for? C'mon, 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 bleed like me, on the
Can't the pain then pop a 'Humphrey'
I it hurts, I'm killin' y'all

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

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

And Nicole, it's like she lived in my
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 wanna go with you, uhh, be quiet and we'll get along
C'mon please, I wanna be just you
600 and 380's in my doll babies

baguettes in my barrettes and
H-class rocks inside my G Shock
Fuck and Lamb chops, I don't love them hoes
But anything goes when it comes to

on my toes, X-and-O's
Versace in designer clothes
Scoop Lil' Nique and Jus, then 'em to Toys 'R 'Us
Make 'em spend, they cheese then kick 'em out and 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 like the green, know what I
seen The Professional? Well, I can clean

You know what? I like you, big person
Rule one, no cursin'
Anyway, what you know that?
You too young for that, I was your age

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

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

don't 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 friends no more
The other day, I was comin' out the grocery store

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

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

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

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

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

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