Luyện nghe bài hát Jazzy Belle

Oh yes I love her like Egyptian, a description?
My royal
So many plusses when I bust there can't be no minus
Went from yelling and crows
Bitches and to queen thangs
Over the years I been up on my and yes I seen thangs
Like Kilroy, chill boi them folks might think you soft
Talking like that man fuck niggas I'm going off
And coming right like boomerangs when you throw em
these old ghetto poems
Thinking better for em
they can let they thumb down from hitch hiking
Inviting niggas into the temple they call the
Now everybody got it, had it, about it amongst they friends
Coming my crew looking Jazzy, wanna pretend
Like you Ms. Goody
Even Bo knew that you got
Like acupuncture
While our nation is a boat, straight
I thinking that these the future mommas of our chill'un
They a different nigga every time
They get the to
I'm willing to go the kilo-meter
Just to see my get her pillow
On the of my bed where no good ever stay
House and was the games we used to play
But now it's real Belle

See what if you was a playa, real not no flaw
the very best of life lots of steak and Perignon
Smoking an ounce of and every single day was personal FreakNik
these hoes in Polo clothes, life as you conceived it
But your conception, deception, into your eyes I see
You weapon and depressing
They're digging up in your
deposits keep your closets open knocking your boots and drawers
Hoping to get you sprung like
calling me Antwan
Cause you thinking that you my lady don't play me cause you're janky
I wanted to hit ass but me and the Goodie we got danky
So thee, for running that Southerplayalistic game
You was the one to blame
A don't even know your name
a shame, you cracking em up and fucking a nigga like 2Pac up
I'm leaving these to be the flowers and wake don't get me see
I gotta be feeding my
Teach her to be Natural Woman
Cause you'll be Waiting to while you other hoes be
Dumb and Dumber, yeah you know what I'm

See me and ol' girl, in the on black 'Llac no star
Windows are tinted so that no one who us are
Talk bad about her guaranteed to snap like bra
Strap, sticking like grandma and grandpa-pa
In dog-eat-dog world
Kitty be scratching on my
Furry coat to
Up with me and my of kibbles and bits
I want to
Cause most of the girls that we was in high school
Now they

Having no mercy for the ones, some
Be hanging the crew looking for funds, dumb
Deaf and fine, they be me all about mine
How she how she be
I she's sipping that wine
Behind my back squawk like vultures
Off and On Trends of Cultures baby
Hey he, faking it like these sculptured
But they can go to hell and lay Lucifer
Cause burning anyway, Big Boi user and abuser