Luyện nghe bài hát Goner

This gonna be one of them right here, boy
Yeah baby, do it

Oh shit, look at miss thing, you grew into a stallion
Girl, and still got no ring?
then, you was a lot younger, now you older
Broke my heart, on what you had in the
On the low, that could of me, Huggie down
Fly and handsome, about little Starksky
little Barkley's, little car seat
Two years later, here comes Sharneese
I'm saying, are you involved, up with you?
And homeboy at? Oh word, ya'll through?
Eff him, you how I do, when I come through
Shut the whole block down like I got something to
But um, the lane, you look the same
Still blowing beauty marks, sitting under your
Ankle bracelets, Donna Kay shit
I saw one rope for throat, yo, it cost about 8 chips
Hoodrats, be wearing that fake shit
Like her, she wear the same bag, like it ain't
Pardon me, my French
Just read my lips, girl, me

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He's a goner, hey, you say the word
Baby girl, I'm on that, hey, anything you
you want, want, hey, hey
'Cause he don't I gotcha
Anything you need, I
Ooh, girl, I gotcha

Yo, around, everybody sipping on Rosette
All in our business, they wanna be
with her, gonna be all in the streets, like a Jeep, tomorrow
Don't worry, let's the bar
And in case I ain't tell you, jeans is hard
And those is the snitches, mugging, can't fight
Run into the police, fuck them
I pull out, like a tooth, when the is rotten
Finish 'em off, your menstrual, after you spotting
Ghost can't complain, 5'6", those hips
And my miss got me to sing
down the street, watching ladies
I got by you, watching you
I want you, if I ain't got nothing to do

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Somebody better the cops
if that thing cock back, it's gon' pop
Once me moving, it ain't gon' stop
Whatever that girl wants, you know she got
Somebody better the swag
We rack up and never the tags
We stuffed it all in the bag
Oh, you Well, too bad

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