Luyện nghe bài hát Da Art of Storytellin'

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

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 that now, it's like that now

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

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