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

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

I met her at this house on El Segundo and Central
She had the credentials of in Atlanta
Ass with a hump from the jump she was a camel
I want to ride like
Push an '04
"Hello my is Kendrick"
She "No, you're handsome"
Whispered in my ear, disappeared found her dancing
Ciara had played in the
The parade music we had us all wearing shades now (cool)
"Where you stay?"
She "Down the street from Dominguez High"
Okay, I know that's borderline or Paramount
"Well is it Compton?"
"No," she replied and start batting her eyes and
I strictly had her thighs around me
Seventeen, with nothing but pussy stuck on my
My was rather sinful
"What you to get into?"
She didn't tell, just gave me her
Dropped the number, we chirped the whole summer and

The had passed and now I'm liking her
Conversation we having enticing her
Who could imagine, my actions would end up wifing her
Love or lust, we'll fuck cause the trife in us
It's deep rooted, the music of young and dumb
Its never muted, in fact it's much where I'm from
We know a lot each other, her mother was a crack addict
She live her granny and her younger two brothers
Her cousin Demetrius' reputable
Family history of gang banging did make me
But not enough to stop me from a nut
I wanna come over, up?
That's what I told her soon as episode
Of go off
I'm to get off
I was in heat a cactus, my tactics of being thirsty
Probably could me, but fuck it I got some heart
Grab my momma's keys, in the car, then oh boy

So now I'm down in a Caravan
Passing Alameda, my gas meter in of a pump
I got to get me through the traffic jam
At least I hope cause my broke as a promise man
I'm thinking bout that sex, thinking bout her
Or maybe kissing on her neck, or maybe what next
Sent a picture of her titties up my texts
I looked at 'em and almost ran my bumper into Corvette
Enthused by the of a woman she's a masseuse
And I'm a professional porn star off the Goose
I had a in the trunk like Curtis Jackson for ransom
I'm to get her loose like an Uncle Luke Anthem
I'm two blocks away, two hundred and feet
And six steps from where she stay, she waving me the street
I up a smile on my face, and then I see
Two niggas, two hoodies, I froze as my phone rang