Luyện nghe bài hát Girl

Little boys and girls,
A man can get caught up in (Right)
like a gridlock (Right)
He gots ta have it (ugh ugh), his girl got his (ugh ugh)
Took over his body, he needs her (Speak on it)
He can't live her (Ugh!), dig this

Her name was Lady Heroin, I he met her at a Chevron
night stressin he caught his wife sexin with his cousin Stefan
He his wife to get to step on
before I start lettin on your skanless ass with the weap-on
since he's learnt, involved in a three year marriage
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, cock the seat uhh, she tried to straight Lorraine Lee me
I up out of a dream, she was on top of me
Screamin that's how it gotta be, a dagger
I grabbed my gat, point it at her, she dropped the dagger, I her
Months after he got out of jail, seriously on girl
Lips chapped, face pale, body skinny and
Tales of a married man whose was stressed too much
Had to to snortin drugs and such just to keep in touch
with himself, his suin for half of the wealth (uhh)
And all that shootin in his was gettin bad for his health
His was dealt, methamphetamines on the shelf
the creamery, the greatest thing the man ever felt
Now he's high, pull on the bridge ???
Ready to die, he took his last of Reynell
A livin hell, he climbed on the 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 the one we used to stay
Girl, why'd you have to for so long?
I'll give you up
Never to act touchable, that was the start

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

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

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