Luyện nghe bài hát Da Art of Storytellin'

Somebody hit me the other day, for a
Was it the that fucked the Goodie, and the Dungeon Crew
Let's say her was Suzy Skrew, cause she screwed a lot
a nigga hit that chonk, at legitimate spots
Not no parks, backseats or things of that
Had to hate ya player, I'm dicking the ho down never said I her
Straight laid her, slayed the bitch like Vader, made her
College Park and Fayette, all the way down to Decatur
Like Jada, her wig was and sporty, that was shorty
Safe as a on eggs in a Beamer 840
It's foggy, I went to the to call her but she lost me
My mamma beeped seven o'clock it's gonna cost me
But I still cut her though, maybe she had to work
I caught her in the mall, wearing a real skirt
She was, fine as fuck, I to sex the ho up
She said, "Let's hit the parking lot so I can sick duck"
I said, "Cool, I wanted to cut you but this'll do
I gotta up my daughter plus my baby mamma beeped me too"
She said she understood then was kosher
I gave her a Lil' Will CD, and a fuckin poster, it's like now

It's that now, you better go on and get, the hump, up out your back now
about four, or five, cats off in my 'Llac now
We just, shoot, game in the form of rap now
like that now, it's like that now

Now Suzy Skrew had a partner named Sasha,
I remember her number like the
When her and Suzy yeah they threw a
Party but you can not it that cause it was slummer
Well it was more like the night
in the morning yawning dancing under street lights
We chilling like a villain and a nigga feeling
In the middle of the ghetto on the curb, but in
All of the bullshit we on our staring at the stars above (aww man)
Talking what we gonna be when we grow up
I what you wanna be, she said, "Alive"
It made me think for a minute, then in her eyes
I coulda died, time on, I got grown
got strong, mind got blown, I came back home
To lil' Sasha was gone
Her mamma said she a nigga that be treating her wrong
I on singing my song and hoping at a show
That I would one day see her in the front row
But two weeks she got found in the back of a school
With a needle in her arm, baby two due, Sasha Thumper

like that now, you better go on and get, the hump, up out your back now
It's four, or five, cats off in my 'Llac now
We just, shoot, game in the form of rap now
It's like that now, it's like now