Luyện nghe bài hát Child's Play

Pretty Sally sat up by the tree trunk
White miniskirt a Betty Boom bum
She had a ass like Cox, face like Lauryn
Waist like a bottles scoring
Pretty young thing the swings
And times she got my hard
When she said hard, she kept Vaseline
Open as she swung back, couldn't her dress blue back

Now I'm held accountable right for my
before the Wallabee Champ was rockin' wallows
Drawin' cards, sent her rap through a bottle
Lines Dolomite, few tips from Goines
Birthday, gave her two 50 cent
Puppy love, gorgeous face, by lip gloss
Cherry cent, the princess spoked yo it bounced off
like Marilyn Monroe, threw a rose in her mouth
Wherever God go will be Mrs.

Girl's so pretty, with little niddys
the years go slow, slow
Surrounded by intelligence, life education
Healthy minds grow, grow
me on a bus-stop, dustin', cursin' out
The are still coming, vibe with me
talking about Wu-Tang frontin'
But you still telling to me

in light shows, having no intentions on love
But having strung of oppose, here we go
It's not the way she the gum, shooked her ass
I'm not the one, dus', waiting for the bus
The fagot son, now year later
7th floor, building 7-80
Fancy fox, booties for her socks, nothing can change me

Young Nefertiti, knowledge seed with no on
Tahitian berry tree, she's a Capricorn
I liked the girl, had dreams about her
Thinking to myself some she got
But hating, was Shinene and and Key-lolo
Trick bitches jumped my boo at the a few years ago
Hit me, you hit me, Grace got the hit
Eh yo, bitches started swinging and shit

So I in
were the days, made faces in school plays
Paper trays, city wide test, half a days
Shooting puppy water, hump the pillow, dick a inch taller
bum nigga, I pop a cherry for her
Fresh air fun, here's dunn, alphabets,
Jellies, bubble yum, tongue, too young to cum
Then engage him them candy rings
Eh yo, I hit that shit, got jealous she kissed Rob
I broked her sticks

Guys and girls, y'all remember those days and
Girls around in school, one ponytail with the beret
Next like baby powder
You know I mean? Those were the days right there
Boston baked beans, girls come to school mad candy
You know I mean? You'd just come in school for half days
And all
Just to see that little right there? In mind to this
Go home and about it, you know what I mean?
May hump the bed on her, You know what I mean?

Word, those days man, those, those the good old days right there G That shit was fun, lunchroom, see in the lunchroom
You know what I mean? get a little, go to the G.O
or something, you know what I mean?
Word, buy a chocolate, a little shake or something
You know what I mean? A little Butter joints or something
You know what I mean? That's that real shit, G I miss shits, man
I wanna go to school, man
my word, man
For real y'all, those were, those were the goddamn y'all you