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 bottles scoring
Pretty young loved the swings
And times she got my hard
she said push hard, she kept Vaseline
Open as she back, couldn't help her dress blue back

Now I'm held accountable right for my
Right before the Wallabee was rockin' wallows
Drawin' cards, sent her rap message through a
Lines from Dolomite, few tips Goines
Birthday, gave her two 50 coins
Puppy love, gorgeous face, amazed by lip
Cherry cent, when the princess spoked yo it 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 through
Healthy minds will grow,
Catch me on a bus-stop, dustin', out
The cops are coming, vibe with me
Everybody's about Wu-Tang frontin'
But you telling lies to me

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

Young Nefertiti, knowledge seed no jewelry on
fresh berry tree, she's a Capricorn
I really liked the girl, had dreams her
to myself some nights she got
But hating, was Shinene and Grace and
bitches jumped my boo at the school a few years ago
Hit me, you hit me, got the last hit
Eh yo, these started swinging and shit

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

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

Word, those days man, those, those were the good old days right there G shit was fun, lunchroom, see in the lunchroom
You what I mean? Might get a little, go to the G.O
or something, you know what I mean?
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 wanna go to school, man
my word, man
For real y'all, those were, those were the goddamn y'all you