Luyện nghe bài hát Jazzy Belle

Oh yes I her like Egyptian, want a description?
My royal
So plusses when I bust that there can't be no minus
Went from yelling crickets and
Bitches and hoes to thangs
Over the years I up on my toes and yes I seen thangs
Like Kilroy, chill boi because them might think you soft
Talking like that man them niggas I'm going off
And right back like boomerangs when you throw em
With these old poems
it's better for em
When they can let thumb down from hitch hiking
Inviting niggas the temple they call the body
Now everybody got it, had it, talked about it they friends
Coming around my crew looking Jazzy, wanna
Like you Ms. Goody
Bo knew that you got poked
Like patients
our nation is a boat, straight sinking
I hate thinking that these the future mommas of our
They fucking a different every time
They get the to
I'm willing to go the kilo-meter
Just to see my señorita get her
On the side of my bed where no ever stay
and doctor was the games we used to play
But now it's real Jazzy

See what if you was a playa, playa not no flaw
Having the very best of life lots of and Perignon
Smoking an of weed and every single day was personal FreakNik
Freaking these hoes in Polo clothes, as you conceived it
But conception, deception, looking into your eyes I see
You weapon and it's
They're up in your thighs
Leaving deposits your closets open knocking your boots and drawers
Hoping to get you sprung bail-bonds
Steadily me Antwan
Cause you thinking that you my lady bitch play me cause you're janky
I to hit that ass but me and the Goodie we got danky
So thee, for running that Southerplayalistic game
You was the only one to
A nigga don't even know your
It's a shame, you cracking em up and a nigga like 2Pac up
I'm leaving these foes to be the and wake don't get me see
I gotta be my daughter
Teach her to be that Woman
Cause you'll be Waiting to Exhale while you hoes be
and Dumber, yeah you know what I'm saying

See me and ol' girl, in the on black 'Llac no star
Windows are tinted so no one knows who us are
Talk bad her nigga guaranteed to snap like bra
Strap, sticking together like and grandpa-pa
In dog-eat-dog world
cats be scratching on my
Furry coat to
Up with me and my bowl of and bits
I to earl
most of the girls that we was liking in high school
Now dykeing

no mercy for the disrespect-ful ones, some
Be hanging around the looking for funds, dumb
Deaf and fine, they be asking me all mine
How she how she be
I know she's that wine
Behind my back squawk like vultures
Off and On like of Cultures baby
Hey he, faking it these sculptured nails
But they can go to and lay with Lucifer
Cause they anyway, Big Boi user and abuser