Luyện nghe bài hát Da Art of Storytellin'

Somebody hit me the other day, for a
Was it the bitch fucked the Goodie, and the Dungeon Crew
Let's say her name was Skrew, cause she screwed a lot
Making a nigga hit chonk, at legitimate spots
Not no parks, or things of that nature
Had to hate ya player, I'm dicking the ho down said I paid her
Straight laid her, slayed the bitch Darth Vader, made her
From Park and Fayette, all the way down to Decatur
Like Jada, her wig was sharp and sporty, was shorty
Safe as a snake on in a Beamer 840
It's foggy, I went to the crib to call her but she me
My baby mamma beeped seven it's gonna cost me
But I still wanna cut her though, maybe she had to
I her in the mall, wearing a real tight skirt
She was, as fuck, I wanted 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 pick up my daughter plus my baby beeped me too"
She said she understood everything was kosher
I gave her a Lil' Will CD, and a fuckin poster, it's like now

It's like that now, you 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 now, it's like that now

Now Suzy had a partner named Sasha, Thumper
I remember her number 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 spend the
Three in the morning yawning dancing under street
We like a villain and a nigga 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 what we gonna be when we grow up
I said you wanna 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, mind got blown, I back home
To find lil' Sasha was
Her mamma said she with a nigga that be 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 weeks later she got in the back of a school
With a needle in her arm, two months due, Sasha Thumper

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