Luyện nghe bài hát Child's Play

Pretty little Sally sat up by the trunk
miniskirt with a Betty Boom bum
She had a ass Deborah Cox, face like Lauryn
Waist like a Coke bottles
Pretty young thing loved the
And times she got my hard
When she push hard, she kept Vaseline
Open as she swung back, couldn't help her dress back

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

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

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

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

So I in
Those were the days, made faces in school
Paper trays, city wide test, made a days
Shooting puppy water, might the pillow, dick a inch taller
Stapleton bum nigga, I pop a for her
air fun, here's dunn, alphabets, berets
Jellies, bubble yum, tongue, too young to cum
engage him with them candy rings
Eh yo, I hit that shit, got when she kissed Rob
I her chicko's sticks

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

Word, days man, those, those were the good old days right there G That shit was fun, lunchroom, see in the lunchroom
You know I mean? Might get a little, go to the G.O
Store or something, you know what I
Word, buy a little chocolate, a shake or something
You know I mean? A little Butter crunch joints or something
You know what I That's that real shit, G I miss 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