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

Yes, yes, and you don't stop
To the beat ya'll and you don't
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 shot
on

I met this girl, I was ten years old
And what I loved most she had so soul
She was old school, I was just a shorty
Never throughout my life she would be there for me
On the regular, not a girl she was secular
Not about the money, those was mic checking 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
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 meant to be, it would be
we related, physically and mentally
And she was fun then, I'd be geeked when come around
was fresh yo, when 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, 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

Now periodically I see
Old at the clubs, and at the house parties
She didn't have a but she started getting thick quick
Did a couple of videos and became
Out goes the weave, in goes the braids medallions
She was on tip about stopping the violence
About my she was teaching me
By not to me, but speaking to me in a method that was leisurely
So easily I
She dug my rap, that's how we got
But then she to the West coast, and that was cool
Cause around the same time, I went away to
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 said 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 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 that freestyle
Just having fun, not about anyone
And you tell by how her titties hung

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

I failed to mention that this chick was creative
Once the man got to her, he altered her
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, she's
She used to only swing it with the inner-city
Now she be in the burbs, rock and dressing hippie
And on some dumb shit, when she comes to the
Talking about popping Glocks serving rocks and hitting
Now she's a gangsta rolling with bitches
Always smoking blunts and 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 showbiz
I did her, not to say that I did it
But I'm committed, but so niggas hit it
That she's not the same letting all these groupies do her
I see niggas slamming her, and taking her to the
But I'mma take her back that the shit stop
Cause who I'm talking bout y'all is