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

I met girl, when I was ten years old
And what I loved most she had so much
She was old school, when I was a shorty
knew throughout my life she would be there for me
On the regular, not a church she was secular
Not about the money, those studs was mic her
But I respected her, she hit me in the
A few New niggas, had did her in the park
But she was there for me, and I was for her
Pull out a for her, turn on the air for her
And just out, cool out and listen to her
Sitting on a bone, wishing I could do her
Eventually if it was to be, then it would be
we related, physically and mentally
And she was fun then, I'd be when she'd come around
Slim was fresh yo, she was underground
Original, pure, untampered, a sister
Boy I tell ya, I her

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

Now I would see
Old at the clubs, and at the house parties
She didn't have a body but she started thick quick
Did a couple of videos and became
Out the weave, in goes 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 that was
So easily I
She dug my rap, how we got close
But then she broke to the West coast, and that was
Cause around the time, I went 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 was foul
She said that the pro-black, was going out of
She said, Afrocentricity, was of the
So she got into R&B hip-house bass and
Now black music is black and it's all good
I wasn't salty, she was with the in the hood
Cause that was good for her, she was becoming rounded
I thought it was dope how she was on freestyle shit
Just having fun, not worried about
And you tell by how her titties hung

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 don't
Yes yes and you don't stop
And to the beat Com sense'll be the sure
on

I might've to mention that this chick was creative
the man got to her, he altered her native
Told her if she got an and a gimmick
That she could money, and she did it like a dummy
Now I see her in commercials, universal
She to only swing it with the inner-city circle
Now she be in the burbs, rock and dressing hippie
And on some shit, when she comes to the city
Talking about popping Glocks serving rocks and switches
Now she's a gangsta rolling gangsta bitches
smoking blunts and getting drunk
Telling me sad stories, now she only fucks with the
how hardcore and "real" she is
She was really the realest, she got into showbiz
I did her, not just to say I did it
But I'm committed, but so many hit it
That 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 that the shit stop
who I'm talking bout y'all is hip-hop