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

I met this girl, when I was ten old
And what I loved most she had so much
She was old school, when I was a shorty
Never knew throughout my life she would be 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 niggas, had did her in the park
But she was there for me, and I was for her
out a chair for her, turn on the air for her
And just cool out, out and listen to her
Sitting on a bone, wishing I could do her
if it was meant to be, then it would be
Cause we related, 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 sister
Boy I tell ya, I her

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 and you don't stop
And to the Com sense'll be the sure shot
on

Now periodically I see
Old girl at the clubs, and at the parties
She didn't a body but she started getting thick quick
Did a couple of videos and Afrocentric
Out goes the weave, in goes the beads medallions
She was on that tip about stopping the
my people she was teaching me
By not preaching to me, but to me in a method that was leisurely
So easily I
She dug my rap, that's how we got
But then she broke to the coast, and that was cool
Cause around the same time, I away to school
And I'm a man of expanding, so why should I 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 bass and jazz
Now black music is music and it's all good
I wasn't salty, she was with the boys in the
that was good for her, she was becoming well rounded
I thought it was dope how she was on that freestyle
Just fun, not worried about anyone
And you could tell by how her titties

Yes, yes, y'all and you stop
To the beat ya'll and you don't
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 failed to mention that this chick was creative
the man got to her, he altered 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, she's
She to only swing it with the inner-city circle
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 with gangsta
Always smoking and getting drunk
Telling me sad stories, now she only fucks the funk
how hardcore 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 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 hoping that the shit
Cause who I'm bout y'all is hip-hop