Luyện nghe bài hát Help Me Rhonda

Pastor

Kd had called and gave me the
Said nigga had ten birds, in augusta for the week
the islands
As as k told me this shit, I started smiling
Cause all I could see was money
Shit, on top of
Now, ? ? ? with the money for the week, and
The heat made my nigga take a
If I could catch all 10 of bitches, and I don't look suspicious
I'ma the fucking quart for the ? ? the ha ha
As I told k bye bye, he shot me
If you gone do it nigga do it nigga, fuck thinking
is ya nigga for life
Go 'em fire for fire
Hit my hip when you finish said his calling expired
Hung up the phone, contemplating on who me do it
There's kia and jessica and rhonda truitt
Now jessica to and kia lie to much,
I guess I'll take rhonda, cause rhonda don't a fuck
But I got to pump 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 for better or for worse
But first we got to take niggas to the hearse
in they shit, get the bricks come 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
on, shit, rhonda, my down ass bitch

Chorus:

Well I'm the realist
I'm mo than reality (well uh huh)
Fuck that dumb (uh huh)
It nothing to a casualty (what)
Fbi be after me, ki in my womanly (uh huh)
Coming from st. croix
First to pastor troy (well come on)
Even I'm a georgia boy, boy I'm ready jack (well uh huh)
All you got to say is them pussy niggas hangin' 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 living single
I'll be ready to tie the knot after we lick them for blocks
Grab the glock, and shot out the lot, and keep on
Then I'm bust in cusin' and leave his punk ass fa' nothing
Now in store for you is 10 g's
(that's enough for me, I give a fat fuck
the fucking hold up? )
About time I saw a truck, to a familiar
K had said them motherfuckers had a similiar
Passengers are him and her, playing some reggae
Two a.k.'s, me and my bitch, one move we gone spit
Guess the thank he slick, dred head motherfucker
Guess he most be know my bitch, rhonda watch motherfuckers
That owe 'em money, that what, with k.d. &
Heard that when he spoke with me and now her folk wanna me
If he had the keys all I can do now is
But for now me and rhonda 'em up with the thunder

(repeat 4x)