Luyện nghe bài hát Da Art of Storytellin'

Somebody hit me the day, for a rendezvous
Was it the bitch that fucked the Goodie, and the Crew
Let's say her name was Skrew, cause she screwed a lot
Making a nigga hit that chonk, at legitimate
Not no parks, backseats or things of nature
Had to hate ya player, I'm dicking the ho down never I paid her
Straight laid her, slayed the bitch like Darth Vader, her
From Park and Fayette, all the way down to Decatur
Like Jada, her wig was sharp and sporty, that was
Safe as a snake on eggs in a 840
foggy, I went to the crib to call her but she lost me
My baby mamma beeped seven o'clock it's gonna me
But I wanna cut her though, maybe she had to work
I her in the mall, wearing a real tight skirt
She was, fine as fuck, I to sex the ho up
She said, "Let's hit the lot so I can sick your duck"
I said, "Cool, I really wanted to cut you but do
I gotta pick up my daughter plus my baby mamma me too"
She said she understood then everything was
I gave her a Lil' CD, and a fuckin poster, it's like that now

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

Now Suzy had a partner named Sasha, Thumper
I remember her like the summer
When her and Suzy yeah they threw a
Party but you can not call it that it was slummer
Well it was more like the night
Three in the yawning dancing under street lights
We chilling like a villain and a nigga feeling
In the middle of the on the curb, but in spite
All of the bullshit we on our back at the stars above (aww man)
Talking bout we gonna be when we grow up
I said you wanna be, she said, "Alive"
It made me think for a minute, looked in her eyes
I died, time went on, I got grown
Rhyme got strong, mind got blown, I back home
To find lil' Sasha was
Her mamma she with a nigga that be treating her wrong
I kept on singing my song and hoping at a
That I would one day see her standing in the row
But two later she got found in the back of a school
a needle in her arm, baby two months due, Sasha Thumper

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