Luyện nghe bài hát Aunt Dot

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

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

Who are Whattup? I'm Shanice, don't remember me?
She called me by my government name,
Who you? My mom sent me, her name 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
Bavari boots with the mink bubble goose
And I could see she was my Minski suit
Then she me the note, here, read this

I just her up and down
'Cause I couldn't 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 to your friends
They where you live, so evacuate the crib
And oh, the girl, that's your cousin Shanice
Since I can't be her, I need you to babysit her"

"Besides, she looks up to you, her idol
And tomorrow is her violin recital
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?
we all just get along and make hit songs?
Bitches all up in my ass like a
If was a show, y'all hoes would get 'Gonged'

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

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

Girls be actin' stink, mad
bitches bleed like me, on the monthly
Can't stand the then 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 shit together
How Laverne, she wanted to be like me
And dress 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, come to find out her is Keisha

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

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

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

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

I got hung for that
Then I picked up the phone to 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 bitches buggin' out
I mean, what's all about?
"See it's sorta like what Tonya did to Nancy

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

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

I dumped her on a dead-end street
The other two? Yeah, still linger
But you lift 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 five Bloody Mary's, one after
Hmmph, she you stressed, no wearin' white, no sex

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

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