Luyện nghe bài hát Da Art Of Storytellin' (part 4)

Somebody hit me the other day, for a
Was it the that fucked the Goodie, and the Dungeon Crew
Let's say her name was Suzy Skrew, she screwed a lot
Making a nigga hit that chonk, at legitimate
Not no parks, backseats or things of that
Had to hate ya player, I'm the ho down never said I paid her
Straight laid her, slayed the bitch like Vader, made her
From College Park and Fayette, all the way down to
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, she had to work
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 your duck"
I said, "Cool, I wanted to cut you but this'll do
I gotta pick up my daughter my baby mamma beeped me too"
She said she then everything 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
like that now, it's like that now

Now Suzy had a partner named Sasha, Thumper
I remember her number the summer
When her and Suzy they threw a slumber
Party but you can not call it that it was slummer
Well it was more like spend the
Three in the morning yawning under street lights
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 staring at the stars above (aww man)
Talking bout what we be when we grow up
I said what you be, she said, "Alive"
It me think for a minute, then looked in her eyes
I died, time went on, I got grown
Rhyme got strong, got blown, I came back home
To lil' Sasha was gone
Her mamma said she with a that be treating her wrong
I kept on singing my and hoping at a show
I would one day see her standing in the front row
But two weeks later she got found in the back of a
With a needle in her arm, baby two months due, Sasha

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, in the form of story rap now
It's that now, it's like that now