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
Let's say her name was Suzy Skrew, she screwed 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 never said I paid her
Straight laid her, the bitch like Darth Vader, made her
From College Park and Fayette, all the way down to
Jada, her wig was sharp and sporty, that 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 gonna me
But I wanna cut her though, maybe she had to work
I her in the mall, wearing a real 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 really wanted to cut you but 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 fuckin poster, it's like now

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

Now Suzy had a partner named Sasha, Thumper
I remember her number like the
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
Three in the yawning dancing 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 staring at the stars 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 on, I got grown
got strong, mind got blown, I came back home
To find Sasha was gone
Her mamma said she a nigga that be treating her wrong
I kept on my song and hoping at a show
That I would one day see her in the front row
But two weeks later she got found in the back of a
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 about four, or five, cats off in my now
We just, shoot, game in the of story rap now
like that now, it's like that now