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

Somebody hit me the other day, for a
Was it the bitch that fucked the Goodie, and the Dungeon
Let's say her name was 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 on eggs in a Beamer 840
It's foggy, I to the crib to call her but she lost me
My baby mamma beeped seven o'clock it's gonna 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 lot so I can sick 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 she understood then 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 about four, or five, cats off in my now
We just, shoot, game in the form of rap now
It's that now, it's like that now

Now Suzy Skrew had a named Sasha, Thumper
I remember her number the summer
When her and Suzy they threw a slumber
Party but you can not it that cause it was slummer
Well it was like spend the night
Three in the morning yawning dancing 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 staring at the stars above (aww man)
Talking bout we gonna be when we grow up
I said what you be, she said, "Alive"
It made me think for a minute, then looked in her
I coulda died, went on, I got grown
got strong, mind got blown, I came back home
To find lil' was gone
Her mamma said she with a nigga that be treating her
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 in her arm, baby two months due, Sasha Thumper

It's like that now, you better go on and get, the hump, up out your 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 that now