Luyện nghe bài hát Girl

Little and girls, listen
A man can get up in things (Right)
like a gridlock (Right)
He gots ta it (ugh ugh), his girl got his mind (ugh ugh)
Took over his whole body, he her (Speak on it)
He can't live without her (Ugh!), dig

Her was Lady Heroin, I think he met her at a Chevron
Late night stressin he caught his wife sexin with his Stefan
He told his wife to get to on
before I lettin loose on your skanless ass with the weap-on
Then since learnt, involved in a three year marriage
Arguin, fightin with his at night, arrested by sheriff
Embarrassed, handcuffed, go to jail in your
and all of this because his wife tried to put the knife to his
And oh naw, cock the seat uhh, she to straight Lorraine Lee Bobbit me
I up out of a dream, she was on top of me
Screamin that's how it be, holdin a dagger
I grabbed my gat, it at her, she dropped 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 whose was stressed too much
Had to resort to snortin drugs and just to keep in touch
with himself, his wife suin for of the wealth (uhh)
And all that shootin in his was gettin bad for his health
His cards was dealt, on the shelf
Smokin the creamery, the greatest thing the man felt
Now he's high, pull on the bridge ???
Ready to die, he took his swig of Reynell
A livin hell, he on the rail then he yelled
"God all my life I failed" as he slipped and fell, oh

Why'd you have to do me way?
I you til this day
Even stinks to you're the one we used to stay
Girl, you have to leave 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 greatest of all
She took my heart and my mind, turned me to a of crime
Now I'm, under pressure to her
I wake up, put on my proof vestin
my Smith & Wessin off the dresser
then I, hop up in a up rag Tre
When I, cross path you're havin a bad day
Cos I, make the automatic mag
Gimme the cash, she taught me to get mine the way
I creep on ballers while they blaze
I'm snatchin caine boulders and Range Rovers at gauge point
Under hypnosis, robbin the closest
The diagnosis - psychosis, the cirrhosis is doses of liquor
I'm sippin by the picture, tryin to ditch ya
but when ever she get dug, the bitch'll be witcha for
or poorer, sickness and health
Eyewitness, if I shake this mistress I can business myself
But I love her so much I'm in her clutches
I talk about her, can't walk without her, she's my
She showed a nigga how to check grip
Connectin me with the correct licks to collect
And if I leave her, no question I'm destined to
And she's the reason half of the homies are in dirt
It's I next, I'll probably 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 up makin my squillion
My mind set - I stop til I get a million
But I'm seein baby and grandpas gettin double
Legit, that ain't my problem cos I
I always wonder why friends came for mo' and mo'
The high was fantastic, smelt plastic but it's dope
Scope the area before I made moves, losin
was the in this so-called game but hey
Take the punches and blows, put aside, the babies
Dope fiend mommas and nasty hoes,
I'm walkin around the spot with a bundle in my
Yay leakin through the plastic in amounts
I'm feelin wide eyed, probably lookin like a
Spit the bundle in my palm, and tried to calm
My dove shrunk down, to tens, I'm off crack
and damn, it didn't feel bad
Started thinkin, use to be a rich man high
I gotta high tolerance so I'll give it a try
Went home and did my thang, snatched a two hundred for keeps
The shit was so I was Pookie for two weeks
Luckily, I bounced back, but I sellin cream
Now is like one big dream, oh girl

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