Luyện nghe bài hát Bitches From Eastwick

Hey yo, I woke up in a wit' the slight headache.
You know the usual, the studio red late.
Serious jet lag I get to bed late.
why I fuck, 'cause I be weak when I get head late.
Today I got a session Ronnie, I mean Veronica.
Met her last year, about a week Hanukkah.
Sounds foolish, I mean, honey Jewish,
But she had a lot of and she was nice on computers.
She me she was born and raised in Bermuda,
And came to get a job as a tutor.
I pursued, make a long story short, her.
She moved, and she came back, still on the track.
Same wit' chips, ass, it was still fat.
I really think she was a freak,
But she did ask a lot of questions 'bout and Sheik.
She called me and she was in town fo' a week,
The Westside, Manhattan, the and the Marquise.
How I about gettin' up fo' old times sake.
I'm a Stylez and Sheik wit' me, datta be great.
Jus' have two friends, we gon' bring the and the new Benz.
Desert in the, stashin' the cam, zoom lens.
All have ourselves one big of a weekend.
Eat at joint, an' catch a show at the beacon.
Twist a dutch from Y-O to the Hudson.
Pass the tall one, two-five, we puffin.
We got the heat on a cold 'n the winter.
you remember, Sheik you remember.

Oh yeah, I remember them hos night.
We was at the beacon,
Chris performing.
All of us was in der, it was stormin',
and Dogs.
hey yo, hos wuz tough.
Besides the air on high, we wuz icy enough.
From my neck to the buckle, to our shoes, shall I go on?
Wit' five of us up front, he needed to perform.
from the flow, up we inside, toe up.
I drink, smoke, no coke.
Besides the he said on stage, the cash we had on us wuz no joke.
I slid fo' seats down, she there, smilin'.
Lookin' like she from an island, not them chicks be out wilin'.
Told me her name wuz Cindy,
Favorite show and Mindy,
color, green, no kids, but plan to have plenty.
We chit den chat, dis 'n dat.
From what of whip she push,
To bar she be at,
She played to get,
But we made it the movie to the jacuzzi,
the jacuzzi to the bed,
We fucked until we got woozy.
up, breath stinkin',
and shit.
I breakfast in the kitchen, but where was the bitch?
I in there, it was cheese, eggs, and grits on the table,
beef sausages and orange juice, next to the cable.
Wit' a note sorry, I had to rob you, baby, but
I need cash like you, I ain't your slut,
Or dick teaser, please, I need in my freezer.
And by the you read dis note, I done been spent yo' Visa.

I remember Beatrice, but niggas me call her B,
'Cause she like to doggy style, plus hold the D.
But now I got to handle dis 'cause skandalous.
Cindy Shiek and moved to Los Angeles,
I won't kill a friends.
Went to bounce, a Benz.
in the garage:
Tu entourage.
Y'all rugged niggas, but y'all gotta get robbed.
Don't it personal, we didn't finish the job.
trois.
We kill niggas wit' dick hard.
They got me lookin' at the stuff.
Why the fuck they the truck?
Three in my house,
try to wet me up.
to the kitchen,
Seen by the cabinet.
Tried the gun holster the forty fo' Magnum,
her in the heart.
Den caught the fabanet.
Den I Cindy,
The tried to end me,
Running out the room,
off Kissimee.
The couldn't aim,
So I her out the frame.
around to Beatrice,
Why you speachless?
We have lived it up and jus' fucked on the beaches,
And now you die,
And the bitch is reaching.
I cocked it back
I heard screeching,
Saw and James,
motherfucking squeezin.