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

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

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

The summer had and now I'm liking her
Conversation we probably enticing her
Who could imagine, maybe my actions end up wifing her
Love or lust, regardless we'll fuck cause the in us
It's rooted, the music of being young and dumb
Its never muted, in fact much louder where I'm from
We a lot 'bout each other, her mother was a crack addict
She live her granny and her younger two brothers
Her favorite cousin Demetrius'
Family history of gang did make me skeptical
But not enough to stop me from a nut
I wanna come over, 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 of being thirsty
Probably could hurt me, but fuck it I got heart
Grab my momma's keys, in the car, then oh boy

So now I'm down in a Caravan
Passing Alameda, my gas in need of a pump
I got enough to get me the traffic jam
At least I cause my pockets broke as a promise man
I'm thinking bout sex, thinking bout her thighs
Or maybe kissing on her neck, or what positions next
Sent a picture of her blowing up my texts
I looked at 'em and almost ran my front bumper into
Enthused by the touch of a she's a masseuse
And I'm a professional porn when 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 and fifty feet
And six steps where she stay, she waving me 'cross the street
I pulled up a on my face, and then I see
Two niggas, two hoodies, I froze as my phone rang