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

Somebody hit me the other day, for a
Was it the that fucked the Goodie, and the Dungeon Crew
say her name was Suzy Skrew, cause she screwed a lot
Making a nigga hit chonk, at legitimate spots
Not no parks, backseats or of that nature
Had to ya player, I'm dicking the ho down never said I paid her
Straight her, slayed the bitch like Darth Vader, made her
From College Park and Fayette, all the way down to
Like Jada, her wig was sharp and sporty, that was
Safe as a on eggs in a Beamer 840
It's foggy, I went to the to call her but she lost me
My baby mamma beeped seven o'clock it's cost me
But I wanna 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 plus my baby beeped me too"
She said she then everything was kosher
I her a Lil' Will CD, and a fuckin poster, it's like that now

It's that now, you better 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 of story 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 yeah they threw a slumber
Party but you can not it that cause it was slummer
Well it was like spend the night
in the morning yawning dancing under street lights
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 bout what we be when we grow up
I what you wanna be, she said, "Alive"
It made me think for a minute, looked in her eyes
I coulda died, time went on, I got
Rhyme got strong, mind got blown, I came home
To find lil' Sasha was
Her mamma said she with a that 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 weeks later she got found in the of a school
a needle 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, in the form of story rap now
It's like now, it's like that now