Luyện nghe bài hát Jazzy Belle

Oh yes I love her Egyptian, want a description?
My highness
So many plusses when I bust that there can't be no
Went yelling crickets and crows
Bitches and hoes to thangs
Over the years I been up on my toes and yes I thangs
Like Kilroy, chill boi because them folks might you soft
like that man fuck them niggas I'm going off
And coming right back like boomerangs you throw em
these old ghetto poems
Thinking better for em
When can let they thumb down from hitch hiking
Inviting into the temple they call the body
Now everybody got it, had it, talked about it amongst friends
Coming around my crew looking Jazzy, pretend
you Ms. Goody Four-Shoes
Even Bo knew you got poked
acupuncture patients
While our nation is a boat, straight
I hate that these the future mommas of our chill'un
They fucking a nigga every time
get the feeling to
I'm willing to go the kilo-meter
Just to see my get her pillow
On the side of my bed where no good stay
House and 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 of steak and Perignon
Smoking an ounce of and every single day was personal FreakNik
Freaking these in Polo clothes, life as you conceived it
But your conception, deception, looking your eyes I see
You weapon and depressing
digging up in your thighs
Leaving deposits keep your closets open 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 that ass but me and the Goodie we got
So thee, for running that Southerplayalistic game
You was the only one to
A nigga even know your name
It's a shame, you cracking em up and fucking a nigga 2Pac up
I'm leaving these foes to be the and wake don't get me see
I gotta be feeding my
Teach her to be that Natural
Cause be Waiting 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
Windows are so that no one knows who us are
bad about her nigga guaranteed to snap like bra
Strap, sticking like grandma and grandpa-pa
In this dog-eat-dog
cats be scratching on my
Furry coat to
Up me and my bowl of kibbles and bits
I want to
Cause most of the girls that we was liking in high
Now they

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