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

Somebody hit me the day, for a rendezvous
Was it the bitch that fucked the Goodie, and the Crew
Let's say her was Suzy Skrew, cause she screwed a lot
Making a nigga hit that chonk, at spots
Not no parks, backseats or of that nature
Had to hate ya player, I'm the ho down never said I paid her
Straight laid her, slayed the bitch like Vader, made her
College Park and Fayette, all the way down to Decatur
Like Jada, her wig was and sporty, that 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 it's gonna cost me
But I still wanna cut her though, maybe she had to
I caught her in the mall, 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 mamma beeped me too"
She she understood then everything was kosher
I gave her a Lil' Will CD, and a poster, it's like that now

like that now, you better 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, 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 like the summer
When her and Suzy they threw a slumber
Party but you can not it that cause it was slummer
it was more like spend the night
Three in the yawning dancing under street lights
We like a villain and a nigga feeling right
In the middle of the ghetto on the curb, but in
All of the bullshit we on our back at the stars above (aww man)
Talking bout what we 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' Sasha was
Her mamma said she with a nigga be treating her wrong
I kept on singing my and hoping 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, baby two months due, Sasha

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