Luyện nghe bài hát Da Art of Storytellin'

Somebody hit me the day, for a rendezvous
Was it the that fucked the Goodie, and the Dungeon Crew
Let's say her name was Skrew, cause she screwed a lot
Making a hit that chonk, at legitimate spots
Not no parks, or things of that nature
Had to hate ya player, I'm dicking the ho down never I paid her
Straight laid her, slayed the bitch Darth Vader, made her
From College Park and Fayette, all the way down to
Jada, her wig was sharp and sporty, that was shorty
Safe as a on eggs in a Beamer 840
foggy, I went to the crib to call her but she lost me
My baby mamma seven o'clock it's gonna cost me
But I still wanna cut her though, maybe she had to
I caught her in the mall, wearing a tight 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 really wanted to cut you but do
I gotta pick up my daughter plus my baby mamma me too"
She said she understood everything was kosher
I gave her a Lil' Will CD, and a poster, it's like that now

like 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 form of rap now
It's like that now, it's like now

Now Skrew had a partner named Sasha, Thumper
I remember her number like the
her and Suzy yeah they threw a slumber
Party but you can not call it that cause it was
it was more like spend the night
Three in the morning yawning dancing under street
We chilling like a and a nigga feeling right
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 what we gonna be when we grow up
I what you wanna be, she said, "Alive"
It made me think for a minute, then looked in her
I coulda died, time went on, I got
Rhyme got strong, got blown, I came back home
To find Sasha was gone
Her mamma said she with a nigga that be 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 later she got found in the back of a school
With a in her arm, baby two months 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 of story rap now
like that now, it's like that now