Luyện nghe bài hát Groupie Therapy

(bootie brown)
I was standing, one of the cast of
I would give anything to hand in hand
With her but it was a blur
I couldn't blame her, why give up and the fame
For a nigga who can barely his name
So the kept aim at the stars
I'm thinking about her
When I'm waitin on across the border
Made my rhymes in order cause
moment could be near and it was
Now my attorney is tellin' me to sign
So I and perform international
The time came she to me I thought rational
But she I wanted it
She around and flaunted it like a peacock
I knocked the now she jock
Blowin up the and the doorbell
Had to check myself as well boat won't sail
Cause I'm not captain let know from the start
I let you break me off but I let you
my heart

(slim kid3)
So I'm surrounded by now this is
The most shit in slim kid history
So watch if you will the moment some
Shit pops and be foggin up ya grill
thrilled to get you in ya ass like massingil
Still burnin shit now and I'm learnin how not to fuck
ya baby or make ya my old lady
You just overcasting ya ass is tryin to block
The sunlight all of that hype and now I'm discontinue'n
All of this pipe I've been layin as long as you keep
Swayin to anotha tempo I gotta let you go and that's
Simple so get it through ya two temples i'm
Tryin' to live than a blimp ho
And you're exempt and I symp on a write off
So step out my world and the light off

(fat lip)
She was my high school sweetheart down from
When all I had was high hopes my and my art
But when I got fame she unsure
If I still feel the same when I came off tour
I "for sure" 'cause what God gave us, girl, I'm grateful
No to be insecure baby your nigga's faithful
So now I'm off doin' dates in a gang of
And as my status elevates I see the eights
At the gate lookin' great straight
Waitin for a so now I figure
"hey I only live once I'm all out today"
Made a call out to l.a. to say had to say...
Now I get the very next week only to learn
The tables turned like a technique hundred
Last in the world that I wanted was my girl goin' out every
Night gettin
And zooted with a clique of well
Reputed groupie hos from all the hip hop
with her little backpack tryin to get chose
By nigga with talent wealth and fame
Oh I suppose I guess I got to blame for turnin
Her out into a hip hop freak now I counseling
From a twice a week

(imani)
So let me speak about the freak so let me speak the

Instantly she made another
he was in the lime plus had
The connection "correction"
"way more paid" is why she and played
A charade in the game of
This mistress is just an actress
Of the mattress 'cause she's a wanna be
Well built-but with the tackiest of tactics
And I hate it why is dedicated to all of them
Type of women who be swimming lost and confused
In the lake of illusion with no values is why
Constantly