Luyện nghe bài hát Goner

This gonna be one of shits right here, boy
baby, let's do it

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

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He's a goner, hey, you just say the
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, look around, everybody sipping on
All in our business, wanna be nosy
He's with her, gonna be all in the streets, a Jeep, tomorrow
worry, let's breeze the bar
And in case I ain't tell you, those is hard
And those is the snitches, mugging, can't fight
Run into the police, fuck them
I out, like a tooth, when the back is rotten
'em off, like your menstrual, after you spotting
Ghost can't complain, 5'6", swinging those
And my got me wanting to sing
Walking down the street, ladies
I got by you, watching you
I you, like if I ain't got nothing to do

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Somebody better call the
'Cause if that thing cock back, it's pop
Once me stop moving, it gon' stop
Whatever that girl wants, you she got shopping
Somebody better the swag
We rack up and check the tags
We stuffed it all in the bag
Oh, you Well, too bad

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