Luyện nghe bài hát Da Art Of Storytellin' (remix)

Somebody hit me the day, for a rendezvous
Was it the bitch fucked the Goodie, and the Dungeon Crew
Let's say her name was Suzy Skrew, she screwed a lot
Making a nigga hit chonk, at legitimate spots
Not no parks, backseats or things of 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 College and Fayette, all the way down to Decatur
Like Jada, her wig was sharp and sporty, was shorty
Safe as a snake on eggs in a 840
It's foggy, I went to the crib to her but she lost me
My baby mamma beeped seven o'clock gonna cost me
But I still cut her though, maybe she had to work
I caught her in the mall, wearing a real tight
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 really wanted to cut you but do
I gotta pick up my daughter my baby mamma beeped me too"
She said she understood then was kosher
I gave her a Will CD, and a fuckin poster, it's like that now

It's like that now, you better go on and get, the hump, up out back now
It's about four, or five, 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 Skrew had a partner named Sasha, Thumper
I remember her number the summer
When her and Suzy yeah threw a slumber
but you can not call it that cause it was slummer
Well it was more spend the night
Three in the morning yawning dancing under street
We chilling like a villain and a nigga feeling
In the of the ghetto on the curb, but in spite
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 what you be, she said, "Alive"
It me think for a minute, then looked in her eyes
I coulda died, went on, I got grown
Rhyme got strong, mind got blown, I came back
To find lil' Sasha was
Her mamma said she a nigga that be treating her wrong
I kept on my song and hoping at a show
That I would one day see her standing in the row
But two weeks she got found in the back of a school
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 about four, or five, off in my 'Llac now
We just, shoot, game in the form of rap now
It's like that now, like that now