Luyện nghe bài hát Girl

Little and girls, listen
A man can get caught up in (Right)
It's like a (Right)
He gots ta it (ugh ugh), his girl got his mind (ugh ugh)
Took over his body, he needs her (Speak on it)
He live without her (Ugh!), dig this

Her was Lady Heroin, I think he met her at a Chevron
Late night stressin he caught his wife with his cousin Stefan
He his wife to get to step on
before I start lettin on your skanless ass with the weap-on
Then since he's learnt, involved in a three year
Arguin, with his wife at night, arrested by sheriff
Embarrassed, handcuffed, go to in your drawers
and all of because his wife tried to put the knife to his balls
And oh naw, the seat uhh, she tried to straight Lorraine Lee Bobbit me
I up out of a dream, she was on top of me
Screamin that's how it gotta be, holdin a
I grabbed my gat, point it at her, she the dagger, I slapped her
Months after he got out of jail, seriously hooked on
chapped, face pale, body skinny and frail
Tales of a married man life was stressed too much
Had to to snortin drugs and such just to keep in touch
with himself, his wife suin for half of the (uhh)
And all that shootin in his was gettin bad for his health
His was dealt, methamphetamines on the shelf
Smokin the creamery, the thing the man ever felt
Now high, pull over on the bridge ???
to die, he took his last swig of Reynell
A livin hell, he on the rail then he yelled
"God all my I failed" as he slipped and fell, oh girl

Why'd you have to do me way?
I love you til day
Even stinks to think you're the one we to stay
Girl, why'd you have to for so long?
never give you up
Never to act touchable, that was the start

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She was a ass bitch, the greatest of all time
She my heart and my mind, turned me to a life of crime
Now I'm, pressure to impress her
I up, put on my bullet proof vestin
grab my & Wessin off the dresser
I, hop up in a chopped up rag Tre
When I, cross your path you're a bad day
Cos I, make the mag spray
Gimme the cash, she taught me to get the fast way
I creep on ballers while they blaze
I'm snatchin caine boulders and jackin Range at gauge point
Under hypnosis, the closest nigga
The diagnosis - psychosis, the cirrhosis is from doses of
that I'm by the picture, tryin to ditch ya
but ever she get dug, the bitch'll be witcha for richer
or poorer, sickness and health
Eyewitness, if I this mistress I can handle business myself
But I love her so much I'm in her clutches
I about her, can't walk without her, she's my crutches
She showed a young how to check grip
Connectin me with the correct licks to chips
And if I leave her, no I'm destined to hurt
And the reason half of the homies are restin in dirt
It's Crooked I next, I'll probably get dropped by some (some metal)
for comin around my girl (who?), the ghetto (my girl)

I'm curbside, and my girl graciously
no worries, and if Task kick, we skeet and scurry
I'm up makin my squillion
My mind set - I don't til I get a million
But I'm seein baby momma's and gettin double
Legit, that ain't my problem cos I
I always wonder why friends back for mo' and mo'
The was fantastic, smelt like plastic but it's dope
Scope the before I made moves, losin gains
was the up-and-downs in this game but hey
Take the punches and blows, put aside, the babies
Dope fiend and nasty hoes, peep
I'm walkin around the spot with a bundle in my
Yay leakin the plastic in drastic amounts
I'm feelin eyed, probably lookin like a tweaker
Spit the in my palm, and tried to keep calm
My shrunk down, to tens, I'm high off crack
and damn, it really feel bad
Started thinkin, this use to be a rich man
I gotta high drug so I'll give it a try
Went home and did my thang, snatched a two bundle for keeps
The was so good I was Pookie for two weeks
Luckily, I bounced back, but I stopped cream
Now is like one big dream, oh girl

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