Luyện nghe bài hát Saturday Night

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

Oh yeah, them Saturday Nights

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

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

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

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

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

Cheeba ya'll
Yeah Cheeba ya'll

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

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

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