Luyện nghe bài hát Sherane a.k.a Master Splinter's Daughter

God
I to you a sinner
And I humbly repent for my
I believe that is Lord
I believe you raised him from the dead
I will ask that Jesus will come to my
And be my Lord and
I receive Jesus to control of my life
And that I may live for him from this day
Thank you Jesus for saving me with your precious blood
In name, Amen

I met her at house party on El Segundo and Central
She had the credentials of strippers in
Ass came with a hump the jump she was a camel
I want to ride like
an '04 Mercedes-Benz
"Hello my is Kendrick"
She "No, you're handsome"
in my ear, disappeared then found her dancing
Ciara had in the background
The parade music we made had us all wearing now (cool)
"Where you stay?"
She said "Down the street Dominguez High"
Okay, I know borderline Compton or Paramount
"Well is it Compton?"
"No," she replied and quickly start batting her and
I strictly had wanted her around me
Seventeen, nothing but pussy stuck on my mental
My motive was sinful
"What you to get into?"
She tell, just gave me her Nextel
Dropped the number, we chirped the whole summer and

The had passed and now I'm liking her
Conversation we having probably her
Who could imagine, maybe my actions would end up her
Love or lust, regardless we'll fuck the trife in us
deep rooted, the music of being young and dumb
Its muted, in fact it's much louder where I'm from
We know a lot 'bout each other, her mother was a crack
She live with her and her younger two brothers
Her favorite cousin reputable
Family history of banging did make me skeptical
But not enough to stop me from a nut
I come over, what's up?
That's what I told her as this episode
Of go off
I'm to get off
I was in heat like a cactus, my tactics of thirsty
Probably could hurt me, but fuck it I got heart
Grab my keys, hopped in the car, then oh boy

So now I'm Rosecrans in a Caravan
Passing Alameda, my gas meter in of a pump
I got enough to get me through the jam
At I hope cause my pockets broke as a promise man
I'm thinking bout that sex, bout her thighs
Or maybe on her neck, or maybe what positions next
Sent a picture of her titties up my texts
I looked at 'em and almost ran my front bumper into
by the touch of a woman she's a masseuse
And I'm a porn star when off the Goose
I had a in the trunk like Curtis Jackson for ransom
I'm hoping to get her loose like an Luke Anthem
I'm two away, two hundred and fifty feet
And six steps from she stay, she waving me 'cross the street
I pulled up a on my face, and then I see
Two niggas, two black hoodies, I froze as my phone