Luyện nghe bài hát Child's Play

Pretty little sat up by the tree trunk
White miniskirt with a Boom bum
She had a ass like Deborah Cox, face Lauryn
Waist like a bottles scoring
Pretty young thing loved the
And she got my ding-a-ling hard
When she said hard, she kept Vaseline
Open as she swung back, help her dress blue back

Now I'm held accountable for my actions
Right the Wallabee Champ was rockin' wallows
Drawin' cards, sent her rap message a bottle
Lines Dolomite, few tips from Goines
Birthday, gave her two 50 cent
love, gorgeous face, amazed by lip gloss
Cherry cent, when the princess 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, through 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 telling lies to me

Beautiful in shows, having no intentions on love
But having strung of oppose, here we go
not the way she bubbed the gum, shooked her ass
I'm not the one, double dus', for the bus
The fagot Nore son, now year
Lady 7th floor, 7-80
fox, booties for her socks, nothing else can change me

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

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

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

Word, those days man, those, those were the 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
Store or something, you know I mean?
Word, buy a chocolate, a little shake or something
You know what I mean? A little Butter crunch or something
You know what I mean? That's that real shit, G I those shits, man
I go back to school, man
my word, man
For real y'all, those were, those the goddamn y'all you remember