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

Yes, yes, y'all and you stop
To the beat and you don't stop
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 Com sense'll be the sure shot
on

I met this girl, I was ten years old
And what I loved she had so much soul
She was old school, when I was a shorty
Never knew my life she would be there for me
On the regular, not a girl 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 for me, and I was there for her
Pull out a chair for her, on the air for her
And just cool out, out and listen to her
Sitting on a bone, wishing that I do her
Eventually if it was meant to be, then it be
we related, physically and mentally
And she was fun then, I'd be geeked when she'd come
Slim was yo, when she was underground
Original, pure, untampered, a down
Boy I ya, I miss her

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

Now periodically I see
Old girl at the clubs, and at the parties
She didn't have a body but she getting thick quick
Did a couple of videos and Afrocentric
Out goes the weave, in goes the beads medallions
She was on that tip stopping the violence
my people she was teaching me
By not preaching to me, but speaking to me in a method that was
So I approach
She dug my rap, how we got close
But then she broke to the West coast, and that was
Cause the same time, I went away to school
And I'm a man of expanding, so why I stand in her way
She get her money in L.A
And she did stud, she got big pub but what was
She that 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 the boys in the hood
Cause that was good for her, she was becoming well
I thought it was how she was on that freestyle shit
having fun, not worried about anyone
And you could by how her titties hung

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

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