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 be the sure shot
on

I met this girl, when I was ten old
And I loved most she had so much soul
She was old school, when I was just a
knew throughout my life she would be there for me
On the regular, not a church she was secular
Not about the money, studs was mic checking her
But I her, she hit me in the heart
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, cool out and to her
Sitting on a bone, wishing 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 when she'd around
Slim was fresh yo, she was underground
Original, pure, untampered, a down
Boy I ya, I miss her

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, and you don't stop
Yes yes ya'll and you stop
And to the beat Com sense'll be the 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 of videos and became Afrocentric
Out goes the weave, in goes the braids beads
She was on that tip about stopping the
About my people she was me
By not to me, but speaking to me in a method that was leisurely
So easily I
She dug my rap, how we got close
But then she broke to the West coast, and was cool
around the same time, I went away to school
And I'm a man of expanding, so why should I 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 into R&B hip-house bass and
Now black is black music and it's all good
I wasn't salty, she was with the boys in the
Cause that was for her, she was becoming well rounded
I thought it was dope how she was on that shit
Just having fun, not worried about
And you could tell by how her hung

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 ya'll and you stop
And to the Com sense'll be the sure shot
on

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