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

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 Suzy Skrew, she screwed a lot
a nigga hit that 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
laid her, slayed the bitch like 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 to the crib to call her but she lost me
My baby beeped seven o'clock 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 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 to cut you but this'll do
I gotta pick up my daughter plus my baby mamma me too"
She said she understood then everything was
I gave her a Lil' CD, and a fuckin poster, it's like that now

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

Now Suzy Skrew had a partner named Sasha,
I remember her number the summer
When her and Suzy yeah they a slumber
Party but you can not it that cause it was slummer
Well it was more spend the night
in the morning yawning dancing under street lights
We chilling like a and a nigga feeling right
In the of the ghetto on the curb, but in spite
All of the bullshit we on our back staring at the stars (aww man)
Talking bout we gonna be when we grow up
I what you wanna be, she said, "Alive"
It me think for a minute, then looked in her eyes
I coulda died, time went on, I got
Rhyme got strong, mind got blown, I came back
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
That I would one day see her in the front row
But two weeks later she got found in the back of a
With a needle in her arm, two months due, Sasha Thumper

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