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

Somebody hit me the other day, for a
Was it the bitch that the Goodie, and the Dungeon Crew
Let's say her name was Suzy Skrew, cause she a lot
Making a nigga hit that chonk, at legitimate
Not no parks, backseats or of that nature
Had to hate ya player, I'm dicking the ho never said I paid her
Straight laid her, slayed the bitch Darth Vader, made her
College Park and Fayette, all the way down to Decatur
Like Jada, her wig was and sporty, that was shorty
as a snake on eggs in a Beamer 840
It's foggy, I went to the crib to her but she lost me
My baby mamma seven o'clock it's gonna cost me
But I wanna cut her though, maybe she had to work
I caught her in the mall, wearing a tight skirt
She was, as fuck, I wanted 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 plus my baby mamma beeped me too"
She said she understood everything was kosher
I gave her a Lil' Will CD, and a 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 four, or five, cats off in my 'Llac now
We just, shoot, game in the of story rap now
It's like that now, it's like now

Now Suzy Skrew had a partner named Sasha,
I remember her number the summer
When her and Suzy yeah they threw a
Party but you can not call it that it was slummer
Well it was more like the night
Three in the morning yawning dancing 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 we on our back staring at the stars above (aww man)
Talking what we gonna be when we grow up
I said what you be, she said, "Alive"
It made me for a minute, then looked in her eyes
I coulda died, time on, I got grown
Rhyme got strong, mind got blown, I came home
To lil' Sasha was gone
Her said she with 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 later she got in the back of a school
a needle in her arm, baby 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, game in the of story rap now
It's that now, it's like that now