Luyện nghe bài hát Crib

wake-wakin' up, in a bed
bombs up
{sh*t the phone}
up in, in my

pick up the

it's dulcet tones
telling lies as gold
it's another night you ain't

eaten this apple
right to the core
nibbled
got the taste for it no more

so while you cruise in the
called 'round my friends

we'll out the Dom
throw sh*t on the lawn
and as the rain's pouring down

baby, got class...manners smooth as Ella
so give me the respect...you'd be giving

when you have integrity...sing it J
I'll show you beauty...eyes poppin' like it's

got to it in the crib...baby, I've got class
got to it in the crib...so give me respect
got to it in the crib...you need integrity
got to it in the crib...
to have inner

there are only a few
you got to
its not in the crib
you'll be out on the

stop banging on, on my front
got
can't me no more

you think that
that is a sport
with the games you
on any old court

there's not be
any and cryin'
do you see the
the mascara ain't

you're all alone
please

oh so
of how you loved me
I gave you a of heaven
you'll be it always ...

...

open up
and it out
but if you can't tell it
then be walking on out

gotta love myself
not place second in your
no prize
can up all the hurt

got the coats
and the home
and your on the stuck on your own

...