Luyện nghe bài hát Saturday Night

It was night and I'm feelin kinda sporty
to a bar and caught me a 40
Got kinda a and a...kinda drunk
So I the ass of this little punk
Forgot my key and had to my bell
My came dressed, she said, "Who the hell?"
momma, wait, it's me ya little son
Before I it my mom pulled a gun
"I know who you are, but who the is that?"
I turned man, this bitch was fat
I really don't know, she got the car
I musta picked her up when I the bar
Ya I'm horny homey man I wanted to chill
But you know how mothers are, she to ill
So I said, "Hey baby is you on the
'Cause, tonight I want to be lover
Just one I forgot to buy a rubber"
Wait a little while then we snuk
Step by step with a hint of
We got my room, bitch started to scream
Momma busted in a fucked up scene
Shirt off, drawers down to my knees
Wait momma, momma, wait, wait, please!
Put your gun, put down your brew
My mom up the room
The bitch up with no respect
I had to put the big, big in check
I said, "Ya come a little and ya will get shot,
I'm sober anyway, I need no cock."

Oh yeah, them wild Nights

It was Saturday Night and I was feelin kinda
Gold my neck, pockets full of money
Went to the corner, man who did I
But the super bad bitch back at me
I said, "Fly man, you got a big butt"
Bitch around, all she said was, "What?"
I said, "My name is baby, I'm down with the Shores"
Before I knew it up came my
Noisy as hell and as shit
Sayin, "Yo Schoolly Schooll, time is it?"
a little closer and I knew it was gag
What I thought was a girl was but a fag

Everybody rappin but they don't how
Shoulda the boy rappin to the cow
He rapped so hard that the nigga saw
He lit up his cheeba and both took a toke
The cow got and the boy got by
don't come in my face and ask me why

Cheeba ya'll
Yeah it's that cheeba cheeba makin 'em feel like
Cheeba ya'll

Some call it Cheeba, call it weed
It's the killer, it's the filler, the thing that you need

Little Muffet sat on a tuffet
Smokin a J and the itch
Along came a spider and sat beside her
And said, "Yo, up with that, bitch?"
But then the road came Mary and her lambs
Smokin' a Lacy in and every hand
The poor spider, he couldn't score any
They 2 dollar bitches and he only had a penny

Cheeba ya'll
Cheeba Cheeba ya'll

Let me tell ya a tale about Peter the Pimp
Sucka MCed, tried to cop a
Rode around in a couple of cars
Got by the man tryin to stick up a bar
The said, "Boy, what was on your mind?"
He said, "I had some Cheeba Cheeba, and some wine."
The said, "Boy, relax and have a beer
You won't be doin for the next ten years."

Cheeba ya'll
Yeah, it's Cheeba Cheeba
Cheeba

Some call it Cheeba, some it weed
It's the killer, it's the filler, it's the thing you need
Cheeba ya'll