Luyện nghe bài hát I Used to Love H. E. R.

Yes, yes, y'all and you don't
To the beat ya'll and you don't
Yes yes, y'all and you don't
1, 2, and you don't stop
Yes yes and you don't stop
And to the beat Com sense'll be the sure
on

I met this girl, I was ten years old
And what I most she had so much soul
She was old school, I was just a shorty
Never throughout my life she would be there for me
On the regular, not a church she was secular
Not the money, those studs was mic checking her
But I respected her, she hit me in the
A few New York niggas, had did her in the
But she was there for me, and I was for her
Pull out a for her, turn on the air for her
And cool out, cool out and listen to her
Sitting on a bone, that I could do her
if it was meant to be, then it would be
Cause we related, and mentally
And she was fun then, I'd be when she'd come around
was fresh yo, when she was underground
Original, pure, untampered, a sister
Boy I ya, I miss her

Yes, yes, and you don't stop
To the beat ya'll and you don't
Yes yes, y'all and you don't
1, 2, ya'll and you stop
Yes yes and you don't stop
And to the beat Com sense'll be the shot
on

Now periodically I see
Old at the clubs, and at the house parties
She didn't have a body but she getting thick quick
Did a couple of and became Afrocentric
Out goes the weave, in the braids beads medallions
She was on tip about stopping the violence
About my she was teaching me
By not preaching to me, but speaking to me in a method was leisurely
So easily I
She dug my rap, how we got close
But then she broke to the coast, and that was cool
Cause around the same time, I away to school
And I'm a man of expanding, so why I stand in her way
She probably get her in L.A
And she did stud, she got big pub but what was
She said the pro-black, was going out of style
She said, Afrocentricity, was of the
So she got R&B hip-house bass and jazz
Now black is black music and it's all good
I wasn't salty, she was with the in the hood
Cause that was good for her, she was well rounded
I it was dope how she was on that freestyle shit
Just having fun, not worried about
And you could tell by how her titties

Yes, yes, and you don't stop
To the beat ya'll and you don't
Yes yes, and you don't stop
1, 2, ya'll and you stop
Yes yes ya'll and you stop
And to the beat Com sense'll be the shot
on

I might've failed to mention this chick was creative
Once the man got to her, he altered her
Told her if she got an image and a
That she could make money, and she did it a dummy
Now I see her in commercials, she's
She used to only swing it with the circle
Now she be in the burbs, looking rock and hippie
And on dumb shit, when she comes to the city
Talking about popping Glocks serving rocks and switches
Now a gangsta rolling with gangsta bitches
smoking blunts and getting drunk
Telling me sad stories, now she fucks with the funk
how hardcore and "real" she is
She was really the realest, before she got into
I did her, not just to say I did it
But I'm committed, but so many hit it
she's just not the same letting all these groupies do her
I see niggas slamming her, and her to the sewer
But I'mma take her back hoping the shit stop
who I'm talking bout y'all is hip-hop