Luyện nghe bài hát Da Art of Storytellin'

Somebody hit me the other day, for a
Was it the bitch that the Goodie, and the Dungeon Crew
Let's say her name was Suzy Skrew, cause she a lot
Making a nigga hit chonk, at legitimate spots
Not no parks, backseats or of that nature
Had to ya player, I'm dicking the ho down never said I paid 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 sharp and sporty, was shorty
Safe as a on eggs in a Beamer 840
It's foggy, I to the crib to call her but she lost me
My baby mamma beeped seven it's gonna cost me
But I wanna cut her though, maybe she had to work
I caught her in the mall, wearing a real tight
She was, fine as fuck, I to sex the ho up
She said, "Let's hit the parking lot so I can your duck"
I said, "Cool, I really wanted to cut you but do
I gotta pick up my 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 that 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
It's like that now, it's like now

Now Suzy Skrew had a partner Sasha, Thumper
I remember her number the summer
When her and yeah they threw a slumber
Party but you can not it that cause it was slummer
Well it was more spend the night
Three in the morning yawning dancing 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 we on our back staring at the stars above (aww man)
Talking bout what we gonna be when we up
I said you wanna be, she said, "Alive"
It made me think for a minute, looked in her eyes
I coulda died, went on, I got grown
Rhyme got strong, got blown, I came back home
To find lil' was gone
Her mamma said she with a nigga be treating her wrong
I on singing my song and hoping at a show
I would one day see her standing in the front 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 that now, you better 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 form of rap now
It's like now, it's like that now