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

Somebody hit me the other day, for a
Was it the bitch that fucked the Goodie, and the Dungeon
Let's say her name was Suzy Skrew, cause she 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 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 snake on in a Beamer 840
It's foggy, I went to the crib to call her but she 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 tight skirt
She was, fine as fuck, I to sex the ho up
She said, "Let's hit the lot so I can sick your duck"
I said, "Cool, I really to cut you but this'll do
I gotta pick up my daughter plus my baby beeped me too"
She said she understood then was kosher
I gave her a Lil' Will CD, and a fuckin poster, it's that now

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

Now Skrew had a partner named Sasha, Thumper
I remember her number like the
When her and Suzy they threw a slumber
Party but you can not it that cause it was slummer
Well it was more like the night
Three in the morning yawning under street lights
We chilling like a villain and a nigga right
In the middle of the ghetto on the curb, but in
All of the bullshit we on our back staring at the stars (aww man)
Talking bout what we gonna be when we up
I what you wanna be, she said, "Alive"
It made me think for a minute, looked in her eyes
I coulda died, time on, I got grown
got strong, mind got blown, I came back home
To find lil' Sasha was
Her mamma she with a nigga that be treating her wrong
I kept on singing my song and at a show
That I would one day see her standing in the row
But two later she got found in the back of a school
With a needle in her arm, baby two months due, Sasha

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