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

Somebody hit me the day, for a rendezvous
Was it the bitch fucked the Goodie, and the Dungeon Crew
Let's say her was Suzy Skrew, cause she screwed a lot
Making a nigga hit that chonk, at legitimate
Not no parks, backseats or things of nature
Had to hate ya player, I'm dicking the ho down never said I her
Straight laid her, the bitch like Darth Vader, made her
From College Park and Fayette, all the way to Decatur
Like Jada, her wig was sharp and sporty, that was
Safe as a snake on eggs in a 840
It's foggy, I went to the 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 skirt
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 wanted to cut you but this'll do
I gotta pick up my daughter plus my baby 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

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

Now Suzy Skrew had a partner named Sasha,
I remember her number like the
When her and Suzy yeah they a slumber
Party but you can not it that cause it was slummer
it was more like spend the night
Three in the morning yawning under street lights
We chilling like a 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)
bout 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 died, time went on, I got grown
Rhyme got strong, got blown, I came back home
To find Sasha was gone
Her mamma said she with a nigga be treating 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 weeks later she got in the back of a school
With a needle in her arm, two months due, Sasha Thumper

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