Luyện nghe bài hát Child's Play

Pretty little Sally sat up by the tree
miniskirt with a Betty Boom bum
She had a ass like Deborah Cox, like Lauryn
Waist like a bottles scoring
Pretty young thing the swings
And times she got my ding-a-ling
When she said push hard, she Vaseline
Open as she swung back, couldn't help her dress blue

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

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

Beautiful in 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, double dus', for the bus
The Nore son, now year later
Lady 7th floor, 7-80
Fancy fox, booties for her socks, else can change me

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

Guys and girls, y'all remember those days and
Girls around in school, one ponytail with the beret
looking like baby powder
You know what I mean? Those were the days there
Boston baked beans, girls come to school with mad
You know what I mean? You'd just come in for half days
And all
Just to see little girl right there? In mind to this
Go and think 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 there G That shit was fun, lunchroom, see in the lunchroom
You know what I Might get a little, go to the G.O
Store or something, you know what I
Word, buy a chocolate, a little shake or something
You know what I mean? A Butter crunch joints or something
You know I mean? That's that real shit, G I miss those shits, man
I wanna go to school, man
my word, man
For y'all, those were, those were the goddamn y'all you remember