Luyện nghe bài hát Help Me Rhonda

Pastor

Kd had called and me the word
this nigga had ten birds, in augusta for the week
From the
As soon as k told me shit, I started smiling
Cause all I see was money piling
Shit, on top of
Now, ? ? ? the money for the week, and chesapeake
The heat my nigga take a break
If I could catch all 10 of them bitches, and I don't suspicious
sell the fucking quart for the ? ? the ha ha
As I told k bye bye, he me advice
If you gone do it nigga do it nigga, fuck twice
This is ya nigga for
Go 'em fire for fire
Hit my hip when you said his calling card expired
Hung up the phone, contemplating on who me do it
There's kia and and then rhonda truitt
Now to stupid and kia lie to much,
I guess I'll rhonda, cause rhonda don't give a fuck
But first I got to her up
I'm her what, 10 g's
Tell her if she love me she would do this for me
Eternally we'll be together for better or for
But first we got to these niggas to the hearse
Burst in they shit, get the bricks back out
I'm be waiting in the chevy, you know I'm to take em' out
If front 'cha baby, come on, we make it we rich
Come on, shit, rhonda, my down ass

Well I'm the bitch
I'm mo realer reality (well uh huh)
Fuck that shit (uh huh)
It take to a casualty (what)
Fbi be after me, quareter ki in my (uh huh)
Coming back from st.
First lady to troy (well come on)
I'm a georgia boy, cause boy I'm ready jack (well uh huh)
All you got to say is where them pussy niggas at (well uh huh)
it like a maniac (uh huh)
Set it off by (well uh huh)
them pussy motherfuckers and who ever else

Pastor

Okay baby, you set it off, there will be no more living
I'll be ready to tie the knot after we lick them for them
Grab the glock, and out the lot, and keep on bustin'
Then I'm gone bust in cusin' and leave his ass fa' nothing
Now in store for you is 10 g's
(that's enough for me, I don't give a fat
the fucking hold up? )
About this I saw a truck, to a familiar
K had said them motherfuckers had a similiar
Passengers are him and her, playing some shit
Two a.k.'s, me and my bitch, one false we gone spit
Guess the driver thank he slick, head motherfucker
Guess he most be my bitch, rhonda watch them motherfuckers
That owe 'em money, that what, with k.d. &
Heard that when he spoke with me and now her wanna smoke me
If he had the all I can do now is wonder
But for now me and rhonda 'em up with the thunder

(repeat 4x)