Luyện nghe bài hát Jazzy Belle

Oh yes I love her like Egyptian, a description?
My highness
So many plusses when I that there can't be no minus
Went from yelling and crows
Bitches and to queen thangs
Over the years I been up on my toes and yes I seen
Like Kilroy, chill boi because them folks might you soft
Talking like that man them niggas I'm going off
And coming right back like when you throw em
these old ghetto poems
Thinking better for em
When can let they thumb down from hitch hiking
Inviting niggas into the temple they the body
Now got it, had it, talked about it amongst they friends
Coming around my crew looking Jazzy, pretend
Like you Ms. Four-Shoes
Even Bo knew you got poked
Like acupuncture
While our nation is a boat, straight
I hate thinking that these the future mommas of our
They fucking a nigga every time
get the feeling to
I'm willing to go the extra
Just to see my get her pillow
On the of my bed where no good 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
the very best of life lots of steak and Perignon
Smoking an ounce of weed and single day was personal FreakNik
Freaking these hoes in clothes, life as you conceived it
But conception, deception, looking into your eyes I see
You weapon and it's
digging up in your thighs
Leaving keep 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 don't play me cause janky
I wanted to hit that ass but me and the Goodie we got
So thank thee, for running that Southerplayalistic
You was the one to blame
A don't even know your name
It's a shame, you em up and fucking a nigga like 2Pac up
I'm leaving these foes to be the and wake don't get me see
I gotta be feeding my
her to be that Natural Woman
Cause you'll be to Exhale while you other hoes be
Dumb and Dumber, yeah you know I'm saying

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

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