Luyện nghe bài hát (I'll Be Yo) Huckleberry

Hey now baby, how you doin?
You been fine?
You you called me last week
I got your message but I was outta state,
(Now I through, just like the hog I am)
It seems you a little bit of excitement in your life
(All up in her bedroom, one of my tunes)
I'm here for you, don't it
(She's got an attitude her man)
How your man be treatin
(She me to get her in the mood)
I
(I had to hit her, I'm scary I'll be yo huckleberry!)
See you can call me any hour, how we do it

I'm in and out, and you ain't knowin this
She loves you dearly but all on a player's tip
Cause you givin' somethin that she really needs
And that's that good ass lovin, can't you see
She's bored no trust, she sits in the all day
While you out there ballin, to have it the kingpin way
She gets no time, your way too deep
You leaves out the house everytime you get a
To all you ladies, sweet and lovely
See players like me, I to taste the Easter bunny
I likes to lick you down, you self esteem
I'm the playboy you want, on under team
Yo' huckleberry, fast Shot-ty
One of them type of on the same level as Gotti
So all you tenders, it's all to the
So page me on the under and I'll creep yo' hood

If you need lovin, lovin girl
I'll be yo' huckleberry,
And if you need someone to talk to girl, to girl
You can me on the under, under

Lookin at my oyster perpetual Rolex, through my Rolodex
Baby left a verbal, want me to hit that girdle
Come on a tuck, while he's in the shower
Get it when he's with Rob and 'em, hours
Slumpin Johnnie Taylor,
in next room, fornicatin'
Demonstratin, new and improved
Legislatin, Erk and drinkin
But when you plug it, see you soon
You say one day, we gon' the broom
It was seven years, and she was for ya
But did she love ya, or was she to ya
It ain't my you got too attached
But check me partner, check yo baitch
Wanna know my name, me 40 Pop Cherry
I'll be yo

I'm on yo mind, seven
When you at work, you calls me at
And cool, cause my number won't be on yo' bill
Ohh girl all we wanna do is keep it real
No hesitation, we wanna this game right
But if you feel me, we gots to have our game
So we can mob to the and champagne and all
Rub you down to the
One miles away, while your man think you at work
That boy Shot, is all up in these
If there's a on my shoulder should I hit it
I turn her around, then from the back when I hit it
But hittin it from the ain't always what I wanna do
I got ta do you hard, so you can your crew
that boy Shot knows how to... *uck
He got you it up
And you done that in years
right
And you ain't done that in

Keep it on the under, on the under, no one has to
It's between me and you, take my pager
You can call me, me, all times of the day...