Luyện nghe bài hát Check For Me

Uhh
Yeah,
Uh,
Suzy,
She to use me
Like some of male flousie, groupie even
Kicked it to her on one hot summer
Fell for her spell, achievement
I couldn't believe when went wild for the money
Still had to it, stupid
Ain't funny when these chicks peep your shit
though you're broke (yo)
She gonna break a leg to get at your bread
Now that's up right
Admit it, that's fucked up (yo)
Used to crave gettin' it
But a spoiled appetite cater
myself saying 'um, I'm busy hun, but get at me later'
Though probably never, I got in my endeavors
You hide clever plot to cop this togetherness (yo)
I must you're very blessed
As Saukrates agrees to mess
This long, peep my rap
[?R&B singer?] (Saukrates) *repeat 4X with minor variations*
Missed your chance, so why you this
(Yeah, you should have for me)

Yo, sugar, losing control could ya
on my shirt before I'm forced to put ya
Out of my doghouse for
You said 'fine nigga, I'm leaving' be heathen I you would
Pardon me, I think you
Turn 1-80 and go back three paces, let me the track
I to y'all tricks like skin to poison ivy
Itching to get gone before y'all start bitching
I getting through, but listen
You the for word definition of that thing we all call chicken
Cluck, maybe understand me now
Yo, cluck, you ain't nothing but a stain me down
Go back to ya fake Willie
I ain't this is just a half-assed dis
Don't do nothing but take it and hit the road
Reason why I change the tone of my humble
You didn't
CHORUS *with variations*

I've seen that you're hurt you see me leave with that other skirt
Maybe you should have for me
Telling you, time to shine was when I WAS putting in the work
Maybe you should checked for me
Now you got to stretch for me, I still bummy
changed honey, you getting played, Gin Rummy
I used to dream of giving you half, if you satisfied
Don't trip I just inject the style
And get some new shit, why did you this
Dark fin to win, now attempts are useless
I've moved on, a few thongs, nothing wrong
Don't deny, y'all the reason why I sing the song
What's going on misses, look at all these dishes
I can't stand pan hands, mind my business
And go my waaay because we came to partaaay
We'll talk day because we came to partake, uh
CHORUS X2 *with variations*
Baby baby,
time we get down yo
Maybe lifetime