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

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

I met girl, when I was ten years old
And what I loved she had so much soul
She was old school, when I was just a
Never knew throughout my life she would be for me
On the regular, not a church girl she was
Not about the money, those was mic checking 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
out a chair for her, turn on the air for her
And just cool out, cool out and to her
on a bone, wishing that I could do her
Eventually if it was to be, then it would be
Cause we related, and mentally
And she was fun then, I'd be geeked she'd come around
Slim was fresh yo, when she was
Original, pure, untampered, a down
Boy I ya, I miss her

Yes, yes, y'all and you stop
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 ya'll and you stop
And to the Com sense'll be the sure shot
on

Now I would see
Old girl at the clubs, and at the house
She didn't have a body but she started getting quick
Did a couple of videos and Afrocentric
Out goes the weave, in the braids beads medallions
She was on that tip about the violence
About my people she was me
By not preaching to me, but to me in a method that was leisurely
So I approach
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 get her money in L.A
And she did stud, she got big pub but was foul
She said that the pro-black, was out of style
She said, Afrocentricity, was of the
So she got into R&B bass and jazz
Now black music is black 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 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, y'all and you stop
To the beat ya'll and you stop
Yes yes, y'all and you don't
1, 2, ya'll and you don't
Yes yes ya'll and you stop
And to the beat Com sense'll be the shot
on

I might've failed to mention that 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 swing it with the inner-city circle
Now she be in the burbs, looking rock and dressing
And on some dumb shit, when she comes to the
Talking about popping Glocks serving and hitting switches
Now she's a gangsta rolling gangsta bitches
Always smoking blunts and getting
Telling me sad stories, now she fucks with the funk
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 she's just not the same all these groupies do her
I see niggas her, and taking her to the sewer
But I'mma take her back that the shit stop
Cause who I'm talking bout is hip-hop