Luyện nghe bài hát Fat Girl

girl!]
[You're a fat
[Fat...fat...fat fat fat fat (repeat 2X)

(It's funky fresh E) new kid on tha block
And already got a fat girl on my
Now my story's kinda simple, so please it simple
As I tell you a tale bout big fat pimple
I was chillin on the ave, some booze
Saw a comin my way, so what was I to do?
I busted a U, tha other way again
but that tha Avenue was a dead end
I turned around, she came, stride for stride
funky fat like that, two thirty-five
Stampede was rushin, I double
and she had more chins than a phonebook
Five three ugly as can be, she said

Hello Eazy E. Do you remember me? (I no)
Huhu yes you do
My name is Bertha but you can me booga
Remember the when you were drunk at a party
We was dancin, give ya all this body

When she said she loved me, I was in shock
Oh my God got a fat girl on my

[I got a fat girl on my jock] [Fat girl] [Got a fat girl on my

She me tha grin, I showed tha frown
and with a bare hug me off tha ground
Squeezion me tight, to bug me
Grabbed me by tha rear, said me, hug me!]
I was hell, of a scandal
coz this girl's too for E to handle
Broke tha bee's grip, to run
Back to tha crib, grabbed tha gun
grubbin, thighs rubbin in a hot pursuit
I up tha gun bout ready to shoot
She kept on comin of addiction
Legs on fire because of
My gun broke, now I was
Dropped tha double barrel, tha harpoon
As I swung, tha fat girl
on tha ave just like a beach whale
That's tha story, quite ill
and all fat girls besta chill
All overweight freaks off my block
it's eerie to have a fat girl on your jock