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

Somebody hit me the day, for a rendezvous
Was it the bitch that the Goodie, and the Dungeon Crew
say her name was Suzy Skrew, cause 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 dicking the ho down never 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 on eggs in a Beamer 840
foggy, I went to the crib to call her but she lost me
My baby mamma beeped seven o'clock it's cost me
But I still wanna cut her though, she had to work
I caught her in the mall, wearing a tight 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 wanted to cut you but this'll do
I gotta pick up my daughter plus my baby mamma me too"
She she understood then everything was kosher
I gave her a Lil' Will CD, and a fuckin poster, it's that 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, in the form of story rap now
It's like now, it's like that now

Now Suzy Skrew had a partner Sasha, Thumper
I remember her number like the
When her and yeah they threw a slumber
Party but you can not call it cause it was slummer
it was more like spend the night
Three in the morning yawning under street lights
We chilling like a villain and a nigga right
In the middle of the on the curb, but in spite
All of the bullshit we on our back staring at the 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 coulda died, time went on, I got
Rhyme got strong, got blown, I came back home
To lil' Sasha was gone
Her mamma said she with a nigga be treating her wrong
I kept on singing my song and at a show
I would one day see her standing in the front row
But two later she got found in the back of a school
With a needle in her arm, two months due, Sasha Thumper

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 that now, it's like that now