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 stop
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 Com sense'll be the sure shot
on

I met this girl, I was ten years old
And I loved most she had so much soul
She was old school, when I was a shorty
Never knew throughout my 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 her, she hit me in the heart
A few New York niggas, had did her in the
But she was for me, and I was there for her
Pull out a for her, turn on the air for her
And cool out, cool out and listen to her
on a bone, wishing that I could do her
Eventually if it was meant to be, it would be
Cause we related, physically and
And she was fun then, I'd be geeked when she'd come
Slim was fresh yo, she was underground
Original, pure, untampered, a sister
Boy I tell ya, I her

Yes, yes, y'all and you stop
To the ya'll and you don't stop
Yes yes, y'all and you don't
1, 2, ya'll and you stop
Yes yes ya'll and you don't
And to the beat Com sense'll be the sure
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 and became Afrocentric
Out goes the weave, in goes the braids beads
She was on that tip about stopping the
About my she was teaching me
By not preaching to me, but speaking to me in a method was leisurely
So I approach
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 went away to
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 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 music is black music and all good
I salty, she was with the boys in the hood
Cause that was for her, she was becoming well rounded
I thought it was dope how she was on freestyle shit
Just having fun, not about anyone
And you could tell by how her titties

Yes, yes, y'all and you don't
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 don't
And to the Com sense'll be the sure shot
on

I failed to mention that this chick was creative
Once the man got to her, he her native
Told her if she got an image and a
she could make money, and she did it like a dummy
Now I see her in commercials, universal
She used to only swing it with the inner-city
Now she be in the burbs, looking and dressing hippie
And on some dumb shit, when she to the city
Talking about popping Glocks 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 with the
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 many hit it
That she's not the same letting all these groupies do her
I see slamming her, and taking her to the sewer
But I'mma take her back hoping that the shit
Cause who I'm talking bout y'all is