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, 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 met this girl, I was ten years old
And what I most she had so much soul
She was old school, when I was just a
Never knew 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 there for me, and I was for her
out a chair for her, turn on the air for her
And just cool out, cool out and to her
Sitting on a bone, 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 when 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 don't
To the beat and you don't stop
Yes yes, and you don't stop
1, 2, ya'll and you don't
Yes yes and you don't stop
And to the beat Com sense'll be the sure
on

Now I would see
Old girl at the clubs, and at the parties
She didn't have a but she started getting thick quick
Did a of videos and became Afrocentric
Out goes the weave, in the braids beads medallions
She was on tip about stopping the violence
my people she was teaching me
By not preaching to me, but to me in a method that was leisurely
So I approach
She dug my rap, that's how we got
But then she to the West coast, and that was cool
Cause the same 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 hip-house and jazz
Now music is black music and it's all good
I wasn't salty, she was with the in the hood
Cause that was good for her, she was well rounded
I thought it was dope how she was on freestyle shit
having fun, not worried 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, y'all and you stop
1, 2, and you don't stop
Yes yes and you don't 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 her native
her if she got an image and a gimmick
That she could make money, and she did it a dummy
Now I see her in commercials, she's
She used to only swing it 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 drunk
Telling me sad stories, now she only fucks 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 letting all these groupies do her
I see niggas slamming her, and her to the sewer
But I'mma take her back hoping that the shit
Cause who I'm talking bout y'all is